Success has many parents
Orphan is its reverse
"To those who suffer, heaven is their end"
Anger is slowed down
What I hold on my shoulders
is mine and just mine.
I hold it without begging
The blessing and the regret.
The most vile thing is to disdain
the thing you can't have...
One lives confused
and looks sideways too much.
Can't you see that you are the one who makes the future?
Because failure went to his head
One puts the blame on someone else for not having it anymore
One declares 'sour grapes'* but can't be at peace
Because failure went to his head
The conductor said very well:
the offense is personal.
The one who points a finger at the betrayer
is the one who was betrayed.
One who knows what falling is like
at least tried to stand up
And victim himself, he disdains what he'll never have
The grass is always greener on the other side
One lives confused
and looks sideways too much.
Can't you see that you are the one who makes the future?
Because failure went to his head
One puts the blame on someone else for not having it anymore
One declares 'sour grapes'* but can't be at peace
Because failure went to his head
One lives confused
and looks sideways too much.
Can't you see that you are the one who makes the future?
Because failure went to his head
One puts the blame on someone else for not having it anymore
One declares 'sour grapes'* but can't be at peace
Because failure went to his head
Oh because... failure went to his head
Oh because... failure went to his head