Gente Normal

You don’t need to be
In agreement with normal people, who don’t
It doesn’t suit us to fight
We’re an army

What happens in the mirror when you stop looking
Who stays to share your struggle
We all move, but that’s not dancing
They talk, nobody listens

Now I just dream like the champion does
Who doesn’t know how to handle a good moment
I’m left alone and light rains on the balcony
And it doesn’t illuminate what’s inside

I can say it louder, but not too loud

You don’t need to be
In agreement with normal people, who don’t
It doesn’t suit us to fight
We’re an army

We owe ourselves a truce and a motherly hug
To make existence more twisted
Whoever’s on our side should forget about subtracting
And enjoy the experience

I can say it louder, but not too loud

You don’t need to be
In agreement with normal people, who don’t
It doesn’t suit us to fight
We’re an army