With a smile, I swallow the lies. Everyone is dyed the same color in perfect harmony. The definition of freedom is updated again today, under someone's instructions. [B-verse] In the mirror, I pretend to be right. "Is it a mistake?" Without asking anyone, I swipe to choose my ideal self. "Just be yourself," who is that referring to? [Chorus] It's OK if you say you're doing your best. Your true feelings will quietly go in the trash. Just dancing to the music of the March of Justice will earn you praise. [Verse 2 A] Drowning in a sea of ​​notifications, today too, a "like" is proof of your existence. Someone's voice turns to noise. "Speak your mind" is muted. [Verse 2 B] Putting on a pose that stands out against the setting sun, I hide my loneliness through a filter. Every time I say "It's okay," deep down, it's ignored and unread. [Verse 2 Chorus] If I say "I'm totally okay," I'll feel at ease. I can edit the tears later. The March of Justice. Someone's right answer. Any doubts are hidden. [Bridge] The stars twinkle, and the night asks, "Are you still real?" I felt like it was asking me. [Verse 3 A] I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and someone's voice finally reached me. [Verse 3 B] A small light in the gap in the darkness. "Don't deceive me now." " I whispered. [Chorus 3] The moment I stopped the march of justice, all I heard was my own heartbeat. I'm not perfect, but that's okay. Even my mistakes are a part of me. [Outro] Someone's words carried by the wind: "Choose kindness over righteousness." A voice blown by the wind once said, "Kindness is more important than being right."