Thanks for the problems. Where's the solution? False faces. Empty promises. And I can't take it Higher and higher. When will I fall? Further and faster away from home Higher and higher, waiting to fall Digging in deeper the socially accepted hole Everything inside of me is dying Every day again and every time some more Always under pressure. The struggle is real No hopes. No dreams. But there's one way out! We got ourselves a home on the road Hand in hand we're leaving, embraced we'll come back Higher and higher. When will I fall? Further and faster. Pack your shit, I'm ready to go So sick of daily rules. So sick of duties Let's create our own history Riding free. Flying high Endless roads on a painted view Hand in hand living the dream I want out - life is cheap and freedom's rare I quit this living nightmare Life is cheap and freedom's rare I quit this living nightmare