Again too much has been said
All the evil that grows
In the pit of your stomach
And I guess in your heart as well
You almost have the upper hand
And with the gestures of a succeeder
You book a room from the hotel
And spend the night there, as if
Personally, you think yourself as the Christ
Everyone else is waiting for your redemption
And you, personally
Are the only dictater
In the main role of so many other lives
You bother all your friends
As if you were confessing heavens
What did you say
"You swine" and
"I hate you"
You should probably call already
Fighting is useless
After it's over you want again
Kids and a garden
And one day he
Will get tired with everything
Someone else makes the mistake
And gets infatuated somewhere
You'll find a new victim some day, my rose mouth
This won't end here