Finally recover and the mood is right
looking up into the neon sky
child of me takes over
guess it´s been too long
since the last time that I tried to fly.
Finally I find
when I loose control
inside, my body crumbles
it´s like therapy
for my broken soul
inside, my body crumbles.
All I need is a moment
chance get away
from the estressfulness of everyday
know final question
and I never doubt
everything is gonna be O.K.
Finally I find
when I loose control
inside, my body crumbles
it´s like therapy
for my broken soul
inside, my body crumbles.
It´s okay to be myself (I don´t know if I´ll be alright)
(I don´t know if I´ll be alright)
I´ll never have to hide (I don´t know if I´ll be alright)
Try to hit back (I don´t know if I´ll be alright)
(I don´t know if I´ll be alright)
(all I know is)
It´s alright.
Finally I find
when I loose control
inside, my body crumbles
it´s like therapy
for my broken soul
inside, my body crumbles.
Finally I find
when I loose control
inside, my body crumbles
it´s like therapy
for my broken soul
inside my body crumbles..