Not the first time
That I’m down bad
But it’s the worst time
Can’t get out of bed
And all my friends lie
„It’s gonna get better soon“
„I don’t get your attitude“
Thoughts alone won’t get me through
Lost track of time still getting older
So sick of crying on people’s shoulders
Try to stay high and still look sober
I just let my mood win
You want me to be like the others
But I can’t breathe
When I’m undercover
I’m not like the others and I’m never good enough
If I ever get there please don’t dare to call me up
At least I look good
On the outside
But take a good look
I’m not satisfied
But it’s a white lie
Crossed fingers behind my back
Don’t remember what I said
But you know it’s all an act
Lost track of time still getting older
So sick of crying on people’s shoulders
Try to stay high and still look sober
I just let my mood win
You want me to be like the others
But I can’t breathe
When I’m undercover
I’m not like the others and I’m never good enough
If I ever get there please don’t dare to call me up
You fool
Look how good I play my role
Nobody’s got any proof that I feel the way I do
Fool
Maybe it’s not normal
But to me it’s not unusual
How I treat myself is cruel
You fool
I just let my mood win