Driving on the route
Driving aimlessly, dont talk about the past
Dont talk about the past
I can forget my troubles, clapping my hands
Hum
Dont talk about the past
If you live with me
Get used, you must start it
You must start it
Behind the mountain
We can make a party
A party

Any words can save, all your soul
Smile, we cant stay
Let it go

Chorus
This is kind of scape
Called life (called life)
You need to take a breathe
Realized (realized)