First page. IТm Barefoot on the edge
Freedom's in my hands, when around only friends
WeТre jumping in the cars. Absence of rules
Sometimes we are clever sometimes we are fools
Around of us lions. WeТre hunting on giants
A gun is a stick, a day is a week
Walking under the ɾain. We don't live we just play
Games in pools, We are stɾong [Am]like [F]bulls
A (The) plastic soldier (The)Rat on [C7]a shoulder
That's all [Em]that ɾemained from the childhood
Oh life why do you [A7hate us? Why can't you [A7just be [Am]good?
Oh life why do you [A7hate us? Why can't we just ɾeturn to [C7]the childhood
I have no teeth. so what do you [A7think about this?
I have no home. All the time i'm alone
I have no job I sleep in the car
Sometimes I'm cold wherever I go
But I still breathe that's why I'm believe
So I don't understand [Bm]why there should be [Am]the end
Oh life why do you [A7hate us? Why can't you [A7just be [Am]good?
Oh life why do you [A7hate us? Why can't we just ɾeturn to [C7]the childhood
I'm free I can fly, like [F]bird in the sky
I'm free I can fly, and [Bm]I don't need the time
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm dead
