These are the times I don't get in trouble anymore

No man's land was called our ground we landed later on


What I want I'm not sure


But I'll be the first to know

What comes first and who is right


And where we're heading for




Way too far, underneath


The facade, held in leash


A broken heart, it could be

A broken heart, it could be



These are the times I don't get nothing from anyone


No real harm after the storm, but everything's upside down


I guess that after many years, I still say $#&@ the norm

I guess that after many years, I still don't belong





Way too far, underneath

The facade, held in leash


A broken heart, it could be


A broken heart, it could be