Wallflower
Stay in, stay in
You can be alone
Stay in, stay in
You can feel like home
Breathe in, it's a place
Where you belong
Where no one, no one
No one does you wrong
Your capsule is your fortress
Where you can lick your wounds
You are people avoiding people
And fall in love with solitude
They won't find me in my shell
The chances go to zero
I'm a guest in my own skin
I take it off and be myself
The outside is hostile
And the waves hit me hard
So I climb into my shell
To lick my wounds again
Silent and satisfied
Misunderstood and proud
Biting on my tongue
In fear of saying something wrong
My circle of old friends
Is getting empty, getting empty
Getting empty emptier
And I don't really wish for
Really wish for new ones
I gotta go home
My batteries are low
This life is a lockdown
I gotta go home
My batteries are low
That's what it's all about
I never asked to be here
I hated that from the beginning
Turning molehills into mountains
I feel the pressure building
Should I just go on
Or jump over the wall
And say hello to the sick, sick world?
I gotta go home
My batteries are low
This life is a lockdown
I gotta go home
My batteries are low
That's what it's all about
This life is a lockdown
That's what it's all about
You can be alone
Stay in, stay in
You can feel like home
Breathe in, it's a place
Where you belong
Where no one, no one
No one does you wrong
Your capsule is your fortress
Where you can lick your wounds
You are people avoiding people
And fall in love with solitude
They won't find me in my shell
The chances go to zero
I'm a guest in my own skin
I take it off and be myself
The outside is hostile
And the waves hit me hard
So I climb into my shell
To lick my wounds again
Silent and satisfied
Misunderstood and proud
Biting on my tongue
In fear of saying something wrong
My circle of old friends
Is getting empty, getting empty
Getting empty emptier
And I don't really wish for
Really wish for new ones
I gotta go home
My batteries are low
This life is a lockdown
I gotta go home
My batteries are low
That's what it's all about
I never asked to be here
I hated that from the beginning
Turning molehills into mountains
I feel the pressure building
Should I just go on
Or jump over the wall
And say hello to the sick, sick world?
I gotta go home
My batteries are low
This life is a lockdown
I gotta go home
My batteries are low
That's what it's all about
This life is a lockdown
That's what it's all about
Credits
Writer(s): Roman Ibramkhalilov, Tatiana Shmailyuk, Eugene Abdiukhanov, Vlad Ulasevycvh
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