When I loose all the games
when I sleep in lonelyness
when all the exits close before me
and the night won´t leave me in peace
when the silence scares me
when it´s difficult to keep hanging on
when the memories pop up
and drive me against the wall
I will resist it and keep standing tall against the world
I will change into iron in order to harden my skin
and even when the winds of life are blowing fiercely
I´m like a straw that folds itself, but I will always
keep standing straight
I will resist
in order to keep on living
I will take the blows
I will never give in
and even when the dreams
are breaking me into peaces
i will resist
when the world looses all magic
when I am my own enemy
when nostalgia stabs me
and I don´t even know my own voice
when madness threatens me
When the coin returns tail (I´m not sure, but I think the writer means that a coin will be flipped (which can return head or tail) and tail is a bad thing. Please correct me if I´m wrong!)
when the devil sends the bill
or when you happen no to be with me
I will keep standing tall towards everything