There's the way, yet you sit tight. You will not know what I'll describe:
A state of mind, you are in, called ignorance, the mother of sin
Your inner demon makes you blind. Self-satisfaction blocks your mind
How many times you droped a brick, but you don`t care a pap for it
And no one has done anything to you
And no one has done anything to you
Full of fret, full of hate - the things you say, the things you do
A lot of pride circulates. Your little demon talks to you
Full of fret, full of hate - the things you say, the things you do
A lot of pride circulates. Your little demon talks to you
And no one has done anything to you
And no one has done anything to you
How can I tell you, that I hate you? You're hating yourself
How can I tell you, that I like you? You need no one
Here is my helping hand. Don't turn down, I offer it just once. I offer it just once
How can I tell you, that I hate you? You're hating yourself
How can I tell you, that I like you? You need no one
Here is my helping hand. Don't turn down, I offer it just once. I offer it just once
You're hating yourself
You need no one
I offer it just once