fault Because of my guilt I washed my face everytime during the day With my tears I melt the white soap I always hated my dark skin why O why Does the world judge me When I hate the world I close my eyes I put my soul into the music my father gave me I feel the volume And fly higher and higher Far away la musique (When I hate the world) (Music soothes me) (you gotta hold on) (and love yourself) (When I hate the world) (Music raises me up) (so you gotta be strong) (you gotta hold on) (and ...