I feel an urge to melt
to vanish like the day
to fly above the trees
to try another way
my nerves are blowing...
i take my pick... [2x]
my fists are burning...
i need that kick... [2x]
i neet to leave behind
the chains that keep me bound
to spread my winds and fly
so high above the ground
my nerves...
i'll try another way