Grew up with that kind of noise in my head
Felt ugly with that huge suit in black
Outsider... that's what I am, that's what I used to be...
I can remember every time he used to say
You're not enough, come on, improve yourself
But my flower deep inside, like a feather slowly flies
And the pain that I refused was the gain that now I choose.
I was meant to love myself
In the way I knew the best
Leave behind those regrets
Now I learned to love defects
I release myself, I release, I release myself