I got sick of shutting myself up in my room I'm used to see that now I got tired of locking myself up in this town With tiny confidence
I got sick of shutting myself up in my world I'm used to see that now I got tired of locking myself up in this place With broken dreams here
I am just composed of a full of worn out past Don't be afraid to pile it, take it with you now
Just play your song loud in your own way Make your sounds, you go straight Tell me your worries and your secrets We don't care about the eyes of others
Break it loud and go your way Take your chance, it's only once We don't care about the words of others Looking for a new place no one has seen
Anything is possible with a guitar and a passion Tell me that you still believe /in it, you know? You don't have to make it sound like your damn excuses
