[Verse]
I like scars, booms, scratches, braces
I like dirty shoes and black jeans
This is what chose that you're a lie
That you still live your life
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
[Verse 2]
I like loud crying, shout loyal
I like competing endless
This is what chose that you're a lie
That you still live your life
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
[Verse 3]
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Again
Fallin', fallin', fall
Again
Stand up, stand up, stand up
Stand up again
Stand up, stand up, stand up
You don't need to be ashamed
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh