The one that makes you ill,
By dennying all his will,
The one that makes you sick
just by staying chich to chich...
You make it worse reminding me
How perfect my life could be,
Hate'em when they call my name!
Could you ever feel the same?
Mum and dad, can you denny?
If you're not perfect, than why try
Create a shaddow on this earth
Create the hope whitch you once lost?