I'm leaving the Wat, to Buddhism no longer loyal. I'm breaking my heart as my compassion to the third world turned to greed. Bye bye, real McCoy, no ideals as if I was royal.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I hate myself when going. Yeah, yeah, yeah. . Hear me, I sound like a beetle. I get cold feet when the pressure is on. You can't see me 'coz I'm lost like a needle.
I'll interrupt you again and again. I'll imitate and mimic your accent. When playing games I have just got to win. I can name every street in Berlin... at least well-nigh.
Drop the gun. The one that's stuck to my head. It's just begun. You're done, you get what you're fed. The machine is turning 15. . No, I never thought that I invented the wheel.
When I am lozin' must in a conversation. It makes me use my imagination. Start to think they're after me. 'Cause I'm as sore as those monkeys hope. . The chat goes on and I feel smaller.
it starts with a call, a call from his mother.. sophia says "come quick, MacGyver's been hurt.. he was just on his way home from saving the world again,.
I don't know what to say. 'Cause I don't feel that good today. I don't know what to do. I left my mind in all that glue. . And if I try, I try to think.
Looking back in anger, looking back with joy and laughs. Don't ask me all those questions, 'cause I don't have the answers now. I tried to hold back all my thoughts and all my dreams.
We lost our luggage and we lost our smiles. Weve been the melancholy brothers so many times. And when we went out to a unknown club. She did the best she could to cheer us up.
if i can't feel (on a given day) the way i wanted to,. the temptation hits, my grip it could slip, i could give it up.. but if i can't feel (on a given day) the way i wanted to,.
(lyrics by operation ivy). . I know that things are getting tougher. When you can't get top off from the bottom of the barrel. Wide open road of my future now....
I wonder what the best thing is to have. A face or to have charm?. Well, my girl's two faced and she's a fart alarm. Well lost some charm. . See I'm not blind and I do have nose.
Hey! Little Mohammed,. Where's your riot gear?. Did you misplaced all your body armour?. I'll forgive you for spilling your secret. Through your hands..
I gotta learn how to lose and to choose my own wars. I gotta understand it's not me against the world no more. When you are sure as hell then I don't know.
Hey you, when you gonna hit the wall?. Finding your religion in the exhibition hall. Like an odd fish on a bike you are. Never gonna reach that far. .