To do the things that I have said
I know I hear the words you said
Could it be that I never had the chance to grow inside?
Could it be that sometimes I say things just to disagree?
Could it be that my habit it is to find a place to hide?
Could it be that my habit it is to find a place to hide?
So there's some truth to what you say
A little peace is hard to find
Could it be that I never had the chance to grow inside?
Over and over again
Waitin' for me to begin
And for this I'm sorry
Must be like livin' with the dead
By all the history inside
My every thought is undermined
There's somethin' different every day
I just can't get them through my head
Could it be that my habit it is to find a place to hide?
Could it be that I never had the chance to grow inside?
Could it be that I'm only being me?
Could it be that I'm only being me?
Could it be that sometimes I say things just to disagree?
Not easy livin' in my mind
There's just too many voices
I know it kills you I'm this way
Could it be that sometimes I say things just to disagree?
