No single hero
in this world of ours
just average disagreeable little people
pretending not to be coward
I might as well pass in a crowd
but I do not move with it
as a matter of fact
Whether I stick around
or go anywhere now
Nobody has nothing to do with that

They say a guy just has himself
himself
nobody else
sometimes the world can turn into an actual hell
We count solely on the help we can get
and no matter how good you can do
when things go south
one single friend can't
be found in the end
nobody takes a chance
or cope with the consequences
zero tolerance!
and so much arrogance
they sleep safe and sound on a bed of roses
no one ever knows
no one wants to see
though a lot of big noses poke
into other folks affairs
cause, well
they care!
Everybody says that
they couldn't care less
you know!
they couldn't care less
I know!
hugs, Kisses and blesses
no tangible caress
total fakeness!
fakeness!
fakeness
everywhere

yeah"

Like I said before
nobody decides for nobody
in very truth
all about choice
needless to say more
the person alone shall choose

who's making the moves?
who's winning?
who'll lose?
is there something to gain
when the game has mutable rules?

saying always yes
to easy success
with roofs made of glass
they can hear the grass grow
when they guess

who's willing to lose?
Everybody refuses
Defeat is like bruise
stones in the shoes
for a few it may suits
Whoops!
All in name of progress