Maybe it’s hurt,
it’s hurt to be vulnerable again.
To go out there,
to put a risk on yourself;
a ton of risks,
to tear down the castle
the castle that you’ve built.
From nothing,
into a fortress. And on every weekend, you threw a party.
All of a sudden,
it’s a castle that full of people.
They’re all shared a same face,
They’re all shared a same dress and suit,
and they’re all put a smile on your face.
And every weekend,
you are so free.