“Oh my mate, I'm here for your worries”
Telling: “We've passed through many many stories”
Look at you while your mouth is talking
Words and words
He's the one, right-hand man
Unless he has another better plan
“Friends 'till die” has become his motto
He can't shut up
I'm better on my own
Cause I don't feel so
You're a stone on my way
Man of opportunities
Keep back your habilities
Man of opportunities
Making a lie from your whole fucking life
I can stand some of your lies and tales
Maybe promises are your best skills
Things don't fit then you touch my shoulder
And sell me the moon
I'm better on my own
Cause I don't feel so
You're a stone on my way
Man of opportunities
Keep back your habilities
Man of opportunities
Making a lie from your whole fucking life and my life and their lifes, got no life
Screw you
Now I know what to leave behind
I'm losing man, I'm losing my time
And everything that you told to me
Is all a lie, face reality