Look at me and tell me, how I'm looked in your eyes -
Do I have to be stronger than the other guys?
Does the fact, that I'm a man, make me who I am?
Is there any standard how I have myself be recognised?
As a warrior?
As a conqueror?
As a one who decide for you to live, or not.
As a just most freaked out guy in the world?
It's a quite slip road -
Have to walk quite tought.
There's nobody to rely on,
There is no resort.
Just everyday shit that pisses you off


What does make me happy - drives you wild,
When I'm crying - you're annoyed
Strict divide to wrong and right -
I am on the noones side.
Wipe your tears - a men don't cry,
You are fit for war and fight -
I don't fucken take it mind,
I am not the kind.

I take all slow,
I hold every blow,
I get up when fall
With hate to you
I cry out loud,
I'm full of doubts,
Unsured in my acts,
And I'm confused.


I'm ok being not ok.
I'm alright with being not right.
I'm not trying be some other than myself is,
I'm freak and I am fine.
Little lie and a little pretend -
Keeping do all of the best, that I can.
Not a genius - I have enough problems
With just trying be a man.

All that I know
Is nothing at all
Not scared to avow
That I am fool
Up and lower
Over and over
Keeps me in tone
And leads me through .


I feel myself like a rock star.
A grown-up child I am so far.
I just remain as freak,
I still want be a geek,
But instead all of this
I have to nod where I am pissed.
Life makes us old so quick,
Rough like a stone and sick.
Wipes out all childish dreams
And what is left seems like a
Bullshit
Pisses you off
Nothing else and nothing more
People
Rubbish scums
And no any miracles...


What does make me happy - drives you wild,
When I'm crying - you're annoyed
Strict divide to wrong and right -
I am on the noones side.
Wipe your tears - a men don't cry,
You are fit for war and fight -
I don't fucken take it mind,
I am not the kind.

I'm ok being not ok.
I'm alright with being not right.
I'm not trying be some other than myself is,
I'm freak and I am fine.
Little lie and a little pretend -
Keeping do all of the best, that I can.
Not a genius - I have enough problems
With just trying be a man.

I take all slow,
I hold every blow,
I get up when fall
With hate to you
I cry out loud,
I'm full of doubts,
Unsured in my acts,
And I'm confused.
All that I know
Is nothing at all
Not scared to avow
That I am fool
Up and lower
Over and over
Keeps me in tone
And leads me through ...


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