I missed the beat for years
I had to find my own feet
to then move to it
The cheerful, the moving
-life itself-
I kept myself away
And how to make up for the wasted years
I have an alibi - I was about to break
if not already burst
now I see the sun
But no tears - now it's my time
now I will shine
now my waiting is done
Stayed inside, always inside
Rejected life as a motto
Now the beat intoxicates my soul
Now I can't stop
I rode this, I won't let go