It Could Be

These are the times I don't get in trouble anymore No man's land was called our ground we landed later on What I want I'm not sure But I'll be the first to know What comes first and who is right And where we're heading for Way too far, underneath The facade, held in leash A broken heart, it could be A broken heart, it could be These are the times I don't get nothing from anyone No real harm after the storm, but everything's upside down I guess that after many years, I still say fuck the norm I guess that after many years, I still don't belong Way too far, underneath The facade, held in leash A broken heart, it could be A broken heart, it could be --- It could be - Absynthe Minded