I always wanted to become a good, good boy
Now I know I am not
they say: "boy you're living on the moon"
but I swear I am not
If I could I surely would
take a plane and watch the world from the bright side
from the good side
and make an air pocket in my cloudy mind
where burning supernovas seem like dying candle lights
I always wanted to become a real man
now I know I am not
they say "boy you should try to keep your feet down on the ground"
but I swear I can not