Inocente

If my mood swings up and down like the keys on a piano
I see how everything moves forward while my hands are tied
I have a shy ego
That struggles to trust any stranger

Even if they knock on my door
It might be in vain
There’s surely some place
Where we can go, those of us who don’t know where to go
When they come to knock
Tell them I’m gone
That I wanted to be far from here

Some days are a bit more broken than others
I wish I could adapt to this crazy world
I’ve come to think that everything had passed
Innocent me

That I believe everything
I was looking for a way out, but couldn’t find the way
I don’t want to pretend that I have it all figured out
I wasn’t born to be here, but not anywhere else either

I lit this cigarette to let the smoke cover my ears
I’ve turned off any device that could make noise
Everything I need goes beyond your compliments
I wish I had a little space, without it being a diminutive

The more I think about it, the worse my body feels
Thinking that I no longer know where I belong
A place where we can go to lose ourselves

Some days are a bit more broken than others
I wish I could adapt to this crazy world
I’ve come to think that everything had passed

Innocent me
That I believe everything
I was looking for a way out, but couldn’t find the way
I don’t want to pretend that I have it all figured out

I wasn’t born to be here, but not anywhere else either
I wasn’t born to be here, but not anywhere else either
I wasn’t born to be here, but not anywhere else either
I wasn’t born to be here, but not anywhere else either

I wasn’t born to be here, but not anywhere else either
I wasn’t born to be here, but not anywhere else either
I wasn’t born to be here, but not anywhere else either
I wasn’t born to be here, but not anywhere else either