Wellcome to my silly life!

Wellcome to my silly life!

(Looks like a season premiere, this article is first of all completly in english. Why? because I don't have the power yet to say such things in romanian. And second I will write this articole with my hands shaking)

Made a wrong turn, once or twice. But once you started you have to go on till the end. Dug my way out, blood and fire. Not too much said. But maybe not fire, maybe blood and cuts. Many bad decisions, that's alright, "welcome to my silly life"!

Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood. Miss "no way, it's all good". It will never slow me down, even if it made me weaker but as long as I am not walking on the valley of the shadows of death, I will find the power to regain my strenghts. Mistaking, I am tired of always second placing, second guessing. Underestimating.

Look, I am still around...

Pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel? Like you're less than, fuckin' wanted.
Pretty please, if you ever, ever feel, like you're nothing... you're fuckin' perfect, you're like me.

You're so mean when you talk about yourself, you are wrong. All I have to do is to stop listening the voices in my head. Make them like me instead. So complicated. Look how big I've made it. Filled with so much hatred. Such a tired game.

It's enough, I've done all I can think of... Chase down all my demons. I've seen you do the same... The whole world scared so I swallow all my fear. The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold half-filled glass of whiskey. So cool in line and i try try try... But I try too hard, it's a waste of my time.

I am done looking at my critics, 'cause they're everywhere. They don't like my jeans, or what I wear, They don't like even my fuckin' hair. Exchange ourselves and we do it all the time.

Why do we do that!?
Why do I do that!?

Deception, Disgrace... I asked for trouble the moment I came. The evil is real as the scar on my back. I cannot forget what I cannot forgive.