Looking for something to fully embrace Is how I think I will spend the rest of my days If I stay in this place where There is neither hope nor despair
I want to be a saint, I want to be brave I have started by yelling at those who misbehave There are moments when I want to be Shackled and brought to The Hague
These are my ideals If you don’t like them, I might have to change them My way is the right way if there’s a lover in the end The morals of my parents, they rang hollow after all Nowadays I live just to appear a bit above my friends
Looking for something to fully embrace Is how I think I will spend the rest of my days If I stay here with you where There is neither hope nor despair
If something happened A riot on our square I am not going to lie to you I wouldn’t be there I would be passing out judgements Condemning the clothes that they wear
These are my ideals If you don’t like them, I might have to change them My way is the right way if there’s a lover in the end The morals of my parents, they rang hollow after all And nowadays I live just to appear a bit above my friendsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
