Lyrics: Born By Chance. Other. Farm-world.

I?m not talking 'bout this world
I?m just talking
what I?m looking for?
so I?m tired

because you are waiting on the wrong side
where is your fake smile? It is in your eyes
you are lying

all we are saying is sorry for our farm-world
all we are saying is sorry, as well for you

and now I?m bleeding with this soul
with some blurs,
but in love with all
and I?m tired