The one who says that life is good
Never really understood
My urgent need to condescend
Quickly takes the upper hand
I'm not used to be asleep
I'm not used to be asleep
I refuse to be a sheep
I refuse to be a sheep
I find myself just leafing through
Desperate to see it too
In retrospect I don't regret
My wish to be forgotten yet
I'm not used to be asleep
I'm not used to be asleep
I refuse to be a sheep
I refuse to be a sheep
I refuse to be a sheep
I refuse to be a sheep