And even when I'm alone
I won't change, it's not my world
Before me there's the road I know
The one that I've chosen myself
Yes, always a genious
Always perfect I have to be
I have to want to be super cool
Utter rubbish and there, it's not me
You know, I like evenings
I like to hole up every once in a while
And somehow, unnaturally
A bit excessively be alone
Climb up a tree and gaze at the sky
So casually but even here
I know yet again
I stand no chance to be who I want
Night, and at night when I'm awake
I go out even though I don't want to
Take in the chemical world that smells of greyness
Paper love, where you and me
And someone else, don't know who
Would so like to for a few years
Too greedily and a bit excessively
Be alone for a while
I think I know them