i'm tired of walking on the streets of finland,
everything reminds of the last season,
what i think of it? it's so '88...
it makes me feel so anti-radiating.

thinking of all i have been out of,
cousins getting married, cousins having babies,
i'm so sorry for not being there,
i'm doing something to pay back the debt and i will be there.

i've never lived outside my home town,
i don't think it will be so hard,
for me, for my love, for my brothers or my mom,
my dad will be proud for as long as i stay on ground.

i've tried to explain i'm doing what i love,
i hope this will proove that i might be right,
the songs can say more than a thousand yucky words,
the chords can paint me in to another world, and i will be there.

i must say goodbye to you all, remember to write, remember to call.