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

Oh, life have changed
Twenty-two, still
of shits in the backpack
And Nikes on my

pieces are missing since I came back home
I deal with my own life
I'm
empty wreck, shit

I'm the shell of a man which is absent
I'm wearing his skin but I'm vacant
I have is far from being gold
But I open-hearted, my balls in the inkwell
Fuck it, I'm done with bullshit
Since it off has become an addiction
I needed more than these words nowhere
To you that my life is not such a poem

Some butts will get so much bigger
No matter how I am
I've learned how to live with the thunder
My heart is a rod
And I'm walking a thunderstorm
by the lights
With my half shut

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

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

I'm not the greatest
And this isn't the greatest
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 trying to pull the strings of my fucking

Oh, you can the pain
The fame, the money and the
Cause I'm a shell in a sorry state