| Everything I've done, everything I've seen done
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| Now it is part of me, it is mine, of my music. |
| To people
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| They don't give a shit about what's behind it
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| It just asks you how you got to there, but the arrival
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| It doesn't exist, it's just the beginning of a new goal.
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| I saw the world die in front of me
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| Act on behalf of others
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| Without ever fully understanding the commands
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| Evil pushes weapons deeper
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| I saw the bottom come up to catch me
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| And now that I have only broken dreams
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| When I fall asleep I now dream of others
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| And a man without dreams is worth nothing
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| A spider without venom, a kingdom without land
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| How true everything my father says
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| But I don't have a heart, how do I put it at peace
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| Success betrays you before getting to know you
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| It enriches you even before corrupting you
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| And I wonder if this is really what I am looking for
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| Be honest yet as far
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| And standing up is excellent exercise
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| I live in the balance, sewn on the edge of the precipice
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| And I still have not met you |
| And maybe we will never meet
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| But those who saw you then told me
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| Which in the end only leads to trouble
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| And I don't want to end up like this
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| In the roar of a clap of thunder
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| To then fall and come back here
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| A storm in a man's body
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| And what the true sacrifice is for
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| If when I explode I'm just like a firework in the sky
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| Beautiful to look at, as long as I have a bang, I am famous
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| Then I fall under it and I'm ashes
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| They taught me to believe that there is a destiny
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| I am falling into the arms of a Venus de Milo
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| And I don't have women, I only have shadows in stiletto heels
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| That pierce my heart to flatten it
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| And how much of a scene you make
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| You talk to me about the scene, but which scene are you in?
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| I almost feel sorry for you, for how much pain you do
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| For you, I'm an image but I'm a child of the mother scene
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| I feel like a portrait on the Berlin Wall
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| It's as if these people have already seen my decline
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| But they are five moves ahead from finish to beginning
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| I'm not like the others, I blend in |