It's seven o' clock
I wake up
I light a cigarette
I gently inhale
Something isn't right
I know it well
As expected, I'm a slave
Without desire every day
It seems to me that
She could change everything
It seems to me
But maybe I'm fooling myself [x2]
For days I don't go
To training
At night, like a thief
I slink through town
I feel
Like a wild animal
Chased by
Many hunters
It seems to me that
She could change everything
It seems to me
But maybe I'm fooling myself [x2]