I went through a thousand lines
I'm on the coastal edge
I lied to me
I made me stop here

When the ocean becomes dark
The light is not in front of me
I close my eyes
And jump in

I was a rude boy

No, no
I turn all the stones, pathways to carry on

Wrong choice to the right side
Hollow dreams inside ghosts
Hands like home
And regrets on the wind

Vices, damage, lethargy
Fear of the future, no green light
No advice
My days falls in odds of time

I was a rude boy (ohh)

Spin, push, break, drag, drop, get out, get out

No, no
I turn all the songs
In regrets on the wind

I was a rude boy
Who dreamed beyond me