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I'm not the greatest
Oh, I'm not the greatest, no
I'm not perfect, not novelist
This you better listen up

Oh, have barely changed
Twenty-two, pissed
Plenty of in the backpack
And on my feet

Many pieces are missing since I came back
I can't deal my own life
I'm
Another empty wreck,

I'm just the of a man which is absent
I'm wearing his skin but I'm partially
What I have is far being gold
But I write open-hearted, my balls in the
Fuck it, I'm with swallowing bullshit
Since hitting it off has an addiction
I needed more than these words going
To show you that my life is not such a

Some butts will get so much bigger
No how lucky I am
I've never learned how to with the thunder
My heart is a rod
And I'm walking under a
Mesmerized by the
my eyes half shut

I do through these lines
Writing song just to say what I got to
I need more than these words
Just to you that it's a struggle
To be to believe in this life

I write with my open
Even if it can be so
Just listen, this have so much to say
I just can't it in
I won't keep it in

I'm not the writer
And isn't the greatest song
I'm not perfect, not novelist
I'm not saint, I'm not a fucking
this, I'm just drifting
I keep moving by the movement
I'm still to pull the strings of my fucking life

Oh, you can keep the
The fame, the money and the
Cause I'm a body-shaped in a sorry state