It's always on my way
All the same what I try or say
They act how they want
I know the past comes back to haunt
Can't only watch, I have to act
With the aim to improve the fact
But you say, I will get ill
You won't do it, but I will
The world is bad
Instead of changing
I go rather in my bed
And I get angry about everybody
And I am not better at the end
I'm talking my lips bloody
Nobody around me is a friend
The limit of my power
I really need an energy-shower
Anyway this is the truth
I always go my way in the same shoes
I'm trying to make it as best I can ignore
I won't change this problem anymore
And you say, I will get ill
You won't do it, but I will
Everybody thinks only of themselves
I expect attention, nothing else
You are to blame
And this never ends
I am the victim of circumstance