Past life, I was a child
Running out in the wild
Father's wandering eye
No sir, never satisfied
Past life, I wasn't whole
Hopeless, traveling ghost
Songbird singing for gold
Old soul, can you hear my call?
Hiya, hiya, hiya, hi-i-i-ya
Hiya, hiya, hiya, ooh
I hate that I'm a pessimist
Feeling fragile 'cause I am delicate
What is it?, will I ever radiate from all the hate?
I used to be a fish in the past life
Wasn't nice till the water iced then I died
Born again into a bird
Hate the wings, hate to singing
Hated the height, hate to fight, I hate everything
Still in this life not satisfied
But the negative thoughts somehow feels like a lullaby
Sunshine feels dark like the moon
Outdoor feels trapped like the zoo
My thoughts, not right like I've had a lot of booze
I'm half whale, quarter elephant, quarter capybara
But still feels like a poodle
Everyone's telling me to be free, be free
Everyone's telling me to be free, be free
Hiya, hiya, hiya, hi-i-i-ya
Hiya, hiya, hiya, ooh
Hiya, hiya, hiya, hi-i-i-ya
Hiya, hiya, hiya, ooh
Everyone's telling me to be free, be free
Everyone's telling me to be free, be free
