| Because what you should, you don't succeed as much as you should
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| Just when you really want to
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| What is conquered is lost
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| I'm the first to know why
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| Why human beings, don't always be the same
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| And you are the first not to be you
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| Because I know you wanted me
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| How much you wanted me to be dead
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| And they hope that I will kill myself
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| Before I get to what I want
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| And the world tries to kill me
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| But I'll end up killing myself
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| Dreaming of a life not mine
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| Just before it fills up with police
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| You tried to be alone when, only when
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| Being alone, which changes to being alone
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| How many times have I already said to myself I change, I change
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| I say this but what do I change after all?
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| Not my life!
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| I am suffocating there is no command
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| I wake up it's May again
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| The bravest here fear the coward
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| But the more you have nothing, the more you find the courage
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| I tell you about it
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| Of these sails that I tear
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| When the wind comes it goes and nothing changes sides
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| This life looks at how it randomly changes
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| How it will change and how it has changed us!
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| I think how they do how they don't
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| You think he is happy with cable tv
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| You think these contracts are enough for me
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| Those beautiful reefs are like corals
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| But to be happy then it is not important
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| I see these abstract canvases melting in front of them
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| I would like to change everything with a remote control
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| But the lost people will not return!
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| I would like to go back
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| But you can't entirely
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| And don't think about the money
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| Even having everything
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| The more I look at these hands
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| More it all seems absurd
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| And the people around
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| Missing one day, is that right? |
| No!
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| Missing one day, is that right? |
| No!
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| It all started at 13
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| And I never even talked about 13 years
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| I who have only seen mine just scream at each other
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| And I in my room with anxiety on me!
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| The memory is as clear as when I took the first dog home
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| Only those who lose someone know how much he hurts
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| I would never have changed
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| I too repeated this bullshit, this bullshit
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| But until that
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| And he hasn't been out there much
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| Apart from what I dreamed of and that I tore at the bottom
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| Which is the same thing that the world has ripped from me here
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| This life that gives and takes, but on the same day!
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| Do you know about my life? |
| No
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| Remember just laughs at me who do I know?
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| Wondering how am I doing?
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| I answer I don't know
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| Only without parents
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| With a cold dish at home
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| And the cold wind outside
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| But I'm still here
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| But I'm still here
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| But I'm still here
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| But I'm still here
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| I would like to go back
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| But you can't entirely
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| And don't think about the money
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| Even having everything
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| The more I look at these hands
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| More it all seems absurd
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| And the people around
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| Missing one day, is that right? |
| No!
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| And the more I try to take
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| The more I lose
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| The more I see that the wind here carries us away
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| And no one who knows what I saw
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| Understanding, understand is just a lie
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| And I could go on being life
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| But soon life will be cleaning up
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| Dreaming of a life not mine alone before it fills with police
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| It is the cage to have
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| Often the memories I know best
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| Remember what you actually experienced
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| Even better than how you actually lived it
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| Being sick is normal
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| I see
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| The faces, I see them
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| My mother, I see her
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| My father, I see him
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| Do you think the world is not this
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| You think, but it's true
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| Watching I ask myself
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| "Can god really love?"
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| I don't know! |