While I walk down the street
I dream awake and I forget
That I can’t do what I thing

I can’t, I can’t, I can’t

Why can not I live in my head?
Or just an idea
The reality has been boring
Why can not I do what I think?

I can’t, I can’t, I can’t

This way it gets very difficult
Have an idea and have to control myself
Anything becomes a challenge
These games are getting hard!
Now fun are not gás
And we aren’t the bad (ass)

Now I just want some food
And nobody want the truth

I can’t, I can’t, I can’t