Punches in the soul
The cold of the blade that runs
Every day pushes me
A little closer to the end
When I get on stage
Like taking the last train

Even on drama nights
You have to find the flame you need
To touch the women
Who reach out their hands to me
Who shout that they love me
And of whom I know nothing

That's why today
I'm tired
That's why today
I want to scream

I'm not a hero
My mistakes stick to my skin
I'm not a hero
Don't believe what the newspapers say
I'm not a hero, a hero

I'm not a hero
My mistakes stick to my skin
I'm not a hero
Don't believe what the newspapers say
I'm not a hero, a hero

When women's screams
Cling to my tears, I know
That it's to help me
Carry all my sorrows
And I tell myself they're dreaming
But it does them good

With punches in the soul
I found the flame I need
To die famous
You mustn't take anything with you
Except what others
Didn't want to keep

That's why today
I'm tired
That's why today
I want to scream

I'm not a hero
My mistakes stick to my skin
I'm not a hero
Don't believe what the newspapers say
I'm not a hero, a hero

I'm not a hero
My mistakes stick to my skin
I'm not a hero
Don't believe what the newspapers say
I'm not a hero, a hero

I'm not a hero
I'm not a hero, a hero
A hero
I'm not a hero
I'm not a hero, a hero
A hero
I'm not, I'm not a hero
I'm not a hero, a hero
A hero
I'm not a hero
Wowowoh, I'm not a hero, a hero
A hero
I'm not, I'm not a hero

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