Текст песни The Other Side - Imelda Lizal

All my life I'm a cynical
While everybody has a ritual
What's wrong with me?
And if you ain't got the numbers
Let alone the equations
Don't preach to me
How convenient would I be if I made up the unknown?
"On the other side there's a better life"?
Is that so?

I really wanna
Take a look at what's on the other side, oh
Do we just make up an other side? Or
Are we terrified if we ever find
That it's just a full stop?
So I go home ditching half day of my 9to5
Go straight to my room, pick up my guitar
What the hell am I doing with my life
If I can't go to the other side?

I've heard all these stories
I gotta pick one and wrap my head around it
And try to believe it
But the fact of the matter
Is that we know far too little
How can we be so sure
That we know it all, know it all?
Don't you know how much I wish that it's true
I truly do
"On the other side there's a better life"
Is that so?

I really wanna
Take a look at what's on the other side, oh
Do we just make up an other side? Or
Are we terrified if we ever find
That it's just a full stop?
So I go home ditching half day of my 9to5
Go straight to my room, pick up my guitar
What the hell am I doing with my life
If I can't go to the other side?

What am I gaining from my endless questioning?
Should I find something to believe in?
Am I ready to restrain from all the possibilities?
Till then, will you let me be?
I really wanna
Take a look at what's on the other side, oh
Do we just make up an other side? Or
Are we terrified if we ever find
That it's just a full stop?
So I go home ditching half day of my 9to5
Go straight to my room, pick up my guitar
What the hell am I doing with my life
If I can't go to the other side?