1 к.
Till all my life
I was too far from the “livin’”,
But all, I know,
Is that I just wanna be free…

2 к.
Cuttin’ my veins
Or flyin’ over the city
I understand that “dyin’” isn’t a pity.

3 к.
I see: my life
Is just like God tried to play trick
Well, when I think about it I just feel sick…

4 к.
Shootin’ my gun –
I’ve never been and will not be;
Now I will write that “I just wanted to be free…”

but now I’m bleedin’… (- 4 times)