Текст песни Rooftops - Палитры

Palette of gray, panel walls
Young people on the streets
They do not need oxygen in their packages adhesive

Tears are not displayed on the inside face
Not enough ink to draw on the wall
Palettes sleeping areas, our childhood

Thoughts about what things could be wrong,
What if I had chosen a different path
Where and with whom I was now!

I am the one who is, and so I made a life
But this is me and I can not change myself

Good, bad, everything is relative
I do not see a clear distinction,

I only build the foundation of your life
And I do not want to know when the end of my bricks
Let me somewhere is wrong, even if I'm a bad builder
Please do not rushte my home better, I'll break it all himself.