Letra de Motions

My mood is so cruel,
and the ground cold like a ice.
Horn in their head looks like a bull,
life is confuce like a dice.

If surrender in that situation,
it same like you want to suicide.
If you realize that's not a imagination
you don't want stay in real life.

(chorus)
Just you,
change the world be like you want.
But you,
can't breathing everytime, you'll die.