In the silence, I'm comfy in the silence
I'm all worn out, my eyelids won't stay up
At the seaside, solitude at the seaside
I hear whales sing, at least in my mind
Sometimes when I hate people I go outside and wander
Around the streets of Helsinki and let my head go lighter
Sometimes I just hate myself for not seeing the colors
Surrounding me everywhere making all things look nicer
I'm all worn out, my eyelids won't stay up
At the seaside, solitude at the seaside
I hear whales sing, at least in my mind
Sometimes when I hate people I go outside and wander
Around the streets of Helsinki and let my head go lighter
Sometimes I just hate myself for not seeing the colors
Surrounding me everywhere making all things look nicer