When the feeling is low
Maybe you realize
That we are running alone
Running alone, to the paradise
Tell me how long is the distance
Passive resistence, listen
It seems like personal waste lands
Don't wanna copy and paste them
I'm on the run
My body turns
To the parallel world
My body burns
Through the parallel world
When you need something more
Maybe you realize
We all need to restore
Need to restore, never ending highs
Maybe it's your frustration
Your expectations
Be patient
We don't a salvation
To find the final destination
I'm on the run
My body turns
To the parallel world
My body burns
Through the parallel world
Through the sentimental sea, when the tides are low
Through the parallel world that we've always known
We found ourselves where the ocean breaks
We all wanna let go of our past mistakes
I'm on the run
My body turns
To the parallel world
My body burns
Through the parallel world