I’m so fucked up
I deny everything what I’ve earned
What is wrong
I tell you what is wrong
You, yourself and your mind and thoughts
It’s this society, this modern culture
Lack of everything good in us
We are sick and ill but don’t you worry
I’ll show you the thrill

I’m so happy
I desided to be
I have earned that
Nothing’s wrong
I told you nothing’s wrong
But why these men in white won’t hear me!

chorus
Yesterday I cried my dread today I laugh my life
What we have done, the things in which we have managed
Gone away are the ghosts, far away is the end
This is my salute to you

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