I don't care about my things
Millions of people around me
And nobody has to known
The memories of my soul
Many things scared me
But I take a picture of better times
When I was not an asshole
And perfection, isn't only the whole
I was thought for fly
By my feathers were crashed by some
Stupid things
In the night I stop to learn that think could be the worst and I wanna, close my eyes
I feel like, paper plane
When the times can make me better
When the stars are on the floor
When I have not only matters
When I can search for something more
Things and things driving my head
Not only the dreams are forever
But I can search for something more
For something more
I feel like, paper plane
I feel some stupid
For believing in simple lies
For destroy my insides
And believe in shattered dreams
I feel things that make me better
But I can see only the truth
You told me "this is forever"
Now I can search for something more
Things and things driving my head
Not only the dreams are forever
But I can search for something more
For something more
I feel like, paper plane
When the times can make me better
When the stars are on the floor
When I have not only matters
When I can search for something more
Things and things driving my head
Not only the dreams are forever
But I can search for something more
For something more
I feel like, paper plane
When the times can make me better
When the stars are on the floor
When I have not only matters
When I can search for something more
Things and things driving my head
Not only the dreams are forever
But I can search for something more
For something more
I feel like, paper plane
I feel like, paper plane
I feel like, paper plane
I feel like