I am not crazy
I tell that to you
Don´t lie to me
Don´t fool me
I stay in my room and I´m watching TV
I´m lookin for something, unfortunatelly find it not
I light up a cigarette and put it out immediately
Stress is grinding the brains in my head
the brains in my headt
he brains in my head
I turn on the radio to listen to smth good
Dance music and modern romanian gipsy songs
that´s all I´m telling you
I pick up a newspaper and look over the pages
Politics sucks everything is garbage
everything is garbage
everything is garbage
I am not crazy
That I´m telling to you
Don´t lie to me
Don´t fool me ( do not deceive me )
Depressing news all the taxes go up
Electricity price, telephone, gas are rising again
I feel like shouting: "to Hell with you all"
Leave me be with my madness
I´m trying to go to sleep earlier and I can´t
My head is pounding, lies everywhere
People tell me: "You´re a little crazy"
The doctor is prescribing me lots of drugs
I take half o f them and lay myself on the sofa
I keep quiet and drink in my room
A voice is telling me:"Come to your senses"
"Come to your senses"
to your senses
Come to your senses
to your senses
Come to your senses
to your senses
Come to your senses
to your senses"