Cultivate your hunger, before you idealize
Motivate your anger, to make them all realize
Climbing the mountain, never coming down
Break into the contents, never falling down
My knee is still shaking like i was twelve
Sneakin' out the classroom, by the back door
A man railed at me twice, though
But i didn't care
Waiting is wasting, for people like me
Don't try to look so wise
Don't cry cause you're so all right
Don't dry with fakes or fears
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end
Don't try to look so wise
Don't cry cause you're so all right
Don't dry with fakes or fears
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end
You say: Dreams are dream
I ain't gonna play the fool anymore
You say: 'Cause I still got my soul
Take your time, baby, your blood needs slowing down
Breach your soul to reach yourself before you gloom
Reflection of fear makes shadows of nothing, shadows of nothing
You still are blind, if you see a winding road
'Cause there's always a straight way to the point you see
Don't try to look so wise
Don't cry, cause you're so right
Don't dry, with fakes or fears
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end
Don't try to look so wise
Don't cry cause you're so right
Don't dry with fakes or fears
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end
Don't try to look so wise
Don't cry cause you're so right
Don't dry with fakes or fears
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end
Cultiva tu hambre, antes de idealizar
Motiva tu ira, para que todos se den cuenta
Subiendo la montaña, nunca bajando
Irrumpir en el contenido, nunca caerse
Mi rodilla sigue temblando como si tuviera doce años
Sneakin fuera del aula, por la puerta trasera
Un hombre me censuró dos veces, aunque
Pero no me importa
Esperar es desperdiciar, para gente como yo
No intentes parecer tan sabio
No llores porque estás tan bien
No seque con falsificaciones o temores
Porque te odiarás al final
No intentes parecer tan sabio
No llores porque estás tan bien
No seque con falsificaciones o temores
Porque te odiarás al final
Tu dices: Los sueños son sueño
Ya no voy a hacer el tonto
Tu dices: Porque todavía tengo mi alma
Tómate tu tiempo, bebé, tu sangre necesita disminuir la velocidad
Romper su alma para llegar a ti mismo antes de sombras
Reflexión del miedo hace sombras de nada, sombras de nada
Todavía estás ciego, si ves un camino sinuoso
Porque siempre hay un camino recto hasta el punto que ves
No intentes parecer tan sabio
No llores porque eres tan correcto
No seque, con falsificaciones o temores
Porque te odiarás al final
No intentes parecer tan sabio
No llores porque estás tan bien
No seque con falsificaciones o temores
Porque te odiarás al final
No trate de vivir tan sabio
No llores porque estás tan bien
No seque con falsificaciones o temores
Porque te odiarás al final
Porque te odiarás al final
Porque te odiarás al final
Porque te odiarás al final