Fed me with four things from childhood
Why don't you adjust ?
Why don't you give in?
Why can't you manage?
Why don't you understand?
Trying not being hungry had these four stomach full
Still the same old things,same tastes
Should I make it full till my stomach tears?
Will there be anyone who can understand me?
One who can adjust giving in for me?
One who can manage my heart with love ?
Why the hell always I have to move on without any power?
Not anymore tears of giving up,
Lifting my wings flying my flag of freedom!