I'm like a wund and plaster package
So just like you and like the average
Mostly a sweet and sour sandwich
So let me feel like I m OK
OK is super superficial
Confusing thoughts won't be my teachers
If I could choose my five star feature
I opt to leave all my fears behind
To take on my fails even if it is hard to face
To be ready to trust even if I breathe in the dust
While out is stormy and gray
To be open to say what is the thought on my heart
How hard to lose our lies
Even if we try, try
How hard to lose our lies
Even if we try
How hard, how hard to lose
We try to lose
Lose your lies
Try to lose, try to lose your lies
Don't be a copy, be initial
Confusing thoughts won't be my teachers
If I could choose my five star feature
I opt to leave all my fears behind
Lose your lies
How hard to lose our lies, our lies