This ordinary thing
can be more colorful than you say it is
The cardinal sin
is to tell a lie but now you must give in

The storm came down on you just like it was the end and then
it came and you covered your head
The face, the rage and feel how freely it can be
'Cause in the rhythm, there is always beauty
 [bad word] 
It's shaking! x2
The ground, it's-a breaking
And you can't control it
So own it, and feel good
Searching, the glory
Now tell me a story
I don't want to hear that you no longer feel good
Romanticise! x2 [x2]

There's promising doors
that are open at the end of the hall
And your loneliness calls
filling the spaces where you could have explored
Despair came down on you just like it was the end
and then it came and you covered your head
The face, the rage and feel how freely it can be
'Cause in the rhythm, there is always beauty
 [bad word] 

The storm came down, but don't [bad word] away [bad word] away
Despair came down, but don't you hide away, hide away
It feels good if you just face it