Bad days

That I don't support the madness around me

With millions of things to take my peace

I would like to flee







Freak times

People run and waste their lives

Day by day freezing their hearts

And I say, wanna escape, wanna escape, want...







My Secret Place, Hidden (yeah)

Inside My Speakers

Where I Forget, Crazy Days (yeah)

By My Headphones







Busy days

When everything begins to be unbearable

All the moments lose their beauty

And I lose my reason







Frenetic times

Living every second under pressure

But I don't mind this stress, ´cause I go

somewhere that nobody will find me, find me, find...










My own world, nobody will find me

Where I can escape and nobody disturbs me

Don't worry about things that aren't important

And can remind, love's still alive