Amelie, you've heard
that it'd be easier
A llittle less of you
More of the ideal
Somehow you've believed
that you'll be happier
if you lost a few gram
Every day, fear weighs a little less
and when it's gone, you won't be here anymore either
and you hate talking
because actually, you'd have to scream
Amelie
you are, you are, you are
Fortunately, you're not completely perfect
Even if it seems like it
you are, you are, you are
Not far from luck
Every morning you look into the mirror
but you never see yourself
Amelie
You always got the feeling
that noone understands you
that the world is about everything
but you
Again and again you are scared
You're standing in the middle of the room
and everyone can see you
but they hardly notice you
You feel their looks
you hare them so much
and you want to scream