While I walk down the street I dream awake and I forget That I can’t do what I thing I can’t, I can’t, I can’t Why can not I live in my head? Or just an idea The reality has been boring Why can not I do what I think? I can’t, I can’t, I can’t This way it gets very difficult Have an idea and have to control myself Anything becomes a challenge These games are getting hard! Now fun are not gás And we aren’t the bad (ass) Now I just want some food And nobody want the truth I can’t, I can’t, I can’t