I'm nervous, I can barely sing And I ask the world what I did wrong If it's my fault or the rest They start to sweat, I'm about to explode How do you want them to believe me? If I lost everything betting on this I try to take one more step, I squeeze my fists And I start again, the illusion is still stuck in my chest But again the hurricane comes And I stumble again, maybe it's time to end the story Although, thinking about it better, no Thinking about it well, I'm going to start this page and write the next one I'm going to get away from all those people who never trusted me I'm going to stay here, taking life with my teeth I'm not going to become the typical guy Sitting and waiting while still lying down Looking for a message in the sea I want to go back to see the end And in the credits say I fought for my truth and not for the one in front of me I know there are demons who don't want to see me strong I'm still standing here, taking every blow And I'm not going to back down No, no, I'm not going to back down like before Because it's been a while since I've been to the sea There are waves left Between Clint's kiss and Judas' there's a step I've met more than one throwing arrows looking for a target They try to stop me but I keep flying high There aren't that many friends willing to get into the mud with you I'll keep writing until the leaves are on fire I try to fix things and I end up breaking them again I know I'm not perfect, well, who cares? We've all felt the fear in our bodies before The alarms ring, the alarm goes off, the wolf lurks It's hard to find the melody to get me out of the gap I'm lost but I know someone is waiting for me and I'll grow up I want to be the one I was before I've learned to live with my boots on To climb stairs with the songs on So that after the storm, calm doesn't always come Crying isn't cowardly, a couple of words can kill But it's hard when you don't feel anything anymore I'm still here, kicking every blow And I'm not going to back out No, no, you won't see me alive like before Because it's been a while since I've been to the sea I'm running out of line I'm still hurt, I'm still down, but I'm still standing I feel good telling things I never told I'm going to look up at the sky, break the ice, spill the glass I'm going to go step by step, looking for the Everest I want to go down making an album with lyrics and music And if I fail, it won't be the first or the last time I've caught the train and I'm not going to get off it I'm going to fight like a hooligan, with pen and paper Doubts always come, even if you don't wait for a visit Music has those things, sometimes it gives and sometimes it takes