[Chorus:]
Just need some peace in the center of town
with the desire to sing my song in private
I am what I am, I come as I am,
or I don't come at all
(x2)
I can reveal, if you promise not to tell anyone
Cheek is not Superman, and not Skywalker either
I humbly in sleet as Jare traipse towards spring
Until the evening the stage jacket is sprawled out
When feeling down, thinking about whether a direction is correct now
But the shows have to be pulled, artificial smile if nothing else
Sunglasses in face, they can not mirror the soul and can not see when i mean to boil
All familiar with the monkey, but the monkey doesn't know anyone
They will cheer in large numbers every time it pulls (Liiga!)
My life is entertainment, circus monkeys came to put on the movement of the gang
The half Deuces spins, Chrysler swallows asphalt
Despite of years a man's hard silicon show increased
Who is the rest of us, I can name each
A gift and a curse, it is but you don't know how you would take it
[Chorus] x2
Even so, sometimes I just need some shelter in a rash moment for a while
The sunglasses in front of me act as a cover, making
a little room to breathe in this city bustle
Surrounded by people looking for peace in my innermost
Although I'm rarely alone, it seems lonely too often
They don't see under me, even if i don't wear clothes
They don't feel my pressure, they don't know anything about my psyche
They don't see my soul, but they claim that i have sold it
For them this is playing, I'm not a human being but a mere product
mere shells, and even if it offends, I'm not dying
My choice, I guess I should not complain, but
focuses on the hears of history, but
with time it will become desensitized, and everything gets bored
It is hard to me to get any kicks, or even be surprised
sounds bad, when you generalize it like this, but that's how it feels when you not meant to be in sane
[Chorus] x2
If you manage to walk these four minutes with artists
then you don't have to read those interviews from magazines
Whether they too often change the empty words
I'm not afraid of all those reporters to explain
I'm Paranoid, often disappointed
that's why I always look them in the eye and I'm so unable to
Mountains formed and strengthened, an anxious man
Little by little the ivory tower will be completed
I sit in there, alone there I be on call (I'm here)
Maybe someone will come to climb up in the stalk
Hardly, I might be Narcissus's soul brother (where's my mirror?)
They argue that with the armor I hide my smallness, I can't say that I haven't bought any stupid thoughts
I love sense, you can call me to young Socrates's
And I can drink the poison, if it is justified
Anyway I think I have represent enough
[Chorus] x2
I am what I am, I come as I am,
or I don't come at all
(x2)