[Intro]
It has nothing to do with my way of thinking
It has nothing to do with anything
You know, so much hypocrisy makes me tired
I wanted to go home
In the middle of the bush
That we play ball and you hear me sing in the room
Oh I miss it
When you carried me on your lap everything was so easy
[Pre-Chorus]
All this town with no one to talk to
Very good
I had to leave, I always knew how to turn around
Without anyone
So think carefully before you want to speak
Because before I think you already speak
Everyone wants to be in my place
Everyone wants to hurt me
[Chorus]
It has nothing to do with my way of thinking
It has nothing to do with anything
You know, so much hypocrisy makes me tired
I wanted to go home
It's no longer fun here
I thought I fit
But it has nothing to do with my way of thinking
Not even with my way of singing
[Verse]
Hey dad, I know this worries you
And only you know this isn't my fault
Only you saw it, I know you felt it
Me dying to try to save whoever hurts my chest
Think straight that this life is not quite like that
I have the chest to face life
That in my way she is more beautiful
[Chorus]
It has nothing to do with my way of thinking
It has nothing to do with anything
You know, so much hypocrisy makes me tired
I wanted to go home
It's no longer fun here
I thought I fit
But it has nothing to do with my way of thinking
Not even with my way of singing
[Pre-Chorus]
All this town with no one to talk to
Very good
I had to leave, I always knew how to turn around
Without anyone
So think carefully before you want to speak
Because before I think you already speak
Everyone wants to be in my place
Everyone wants to hurt me
[Chorus]
It has nothing to do with my way of thinking
It has nothing to do with anything
You know, so much hypocrisy makes me tired
I wanted to go home
It's no longer fun here
I thought I fit
But it has nothing to do with my way of thinking
Not even with my way of singing
[Outro]
It has nothing to do with my way of thinking
It has nothing to do with anything
You know, so much hypocrisy makes me tired
I wanted to go home
It's no longer fun here
I thought I fit
But it has nothing to do with my way of thinking
Not even with my way of singing