When the feeling is low Maybe you realize That we are running alone Running alone, to the paradise Tell me how long is the distance Passive resistence, listen It seems like personal waste lands Don't wanna copy and paste them I'm on the run My body turns To the parallel world My body burns Through the parallel world When you need something more Maybe you realize We all need to restore Need to restore, never ending highs Maybe it's your frustration Your expectations Be patient We don't a salvation To find the final destination I'm on the run My body turns To the parallel world My body burns Through the parallel world Through the sentimental sea, when the tides are low Through the parallel world that we've always known We found ourselves where the ocean breaks We all wanna let go of our past mistakes I'm on the run My body turns To the parallel world My body burns Through the parallel world