I once thought the light was beautiful
But now I think it must’ve been dirty; that’s what’s known as bad day dreams
Living day by day without noticing the brilliance surrounding the light
I wasted those days away, but I can laugh about it now

Once, opening the curtain took a lot of strength
Pressure, unpleasantness, and the push to win made me unbearable
And before I knew it, I found myself all alone in a dark room
It was over, I could never go back, I was just frozen

But I’m not alone. I’m not alone
We’re not, we’re not, we’re not alone
We have what money can’t buy in our hands

The light shines again, and this time so that we don’t get tricked
We have a goal: a group of young people full of desire
Anything anyone said back then washed away
Now we know what we are: a group of young people full of defeat

So, I know you know? You know I know?
We have, we have, we have grown
We’ll walk with heads held high to not get captured

The light shines again, and this time so we don’t get tricked
We have a goal: a group of young people full of desire
Anything anyone said back then washed away
Now we know what we are: a group of young people full of defeat

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