Thanks for the problems. Where's the solution?
False faces. Empty promises. And I can't take it
Higher and higher. When will I fall?
Further and faster away from home
Higher and higher, waiting to fall
Digging in deeper the socially accepted hole
Everything inside of me is dying
Every day again and every time some more
Always under pressure. The struggle is real
No hopes. No dreams. But there's one way out!
We got ourselves a home on the road
Hand in hand we're leaving, embraced we'll come back
Higher and higher. When will I fall?
Further and faster. Pack your shit, I'm ready to go
So sick of daily rules. So sick of duties
Let's create our own history
Riding free. Flying high
Endless roads on a painted view
Hand in hand living the dream
I want out - life is cheap and freedom's rare
I quit this living nightmare
Life is cheap and freedom's rare
I quit this living nightmare