You don't understand me... I won't give in anyhow
Words can desert me but not my ways to speak that
you can deny this, but not pretend that you can't see me delighted
for all I've got with the world giving me nothing

I'm labeled as the one who has no mind
You can call me anything but not call me blind

…and nothing can buy, nothing can change
all that you never dreamed is all that I am
and what I learned became the sand
that you throw over my wills and my gains

Impulsive… I try to write my fate above creeds, memories,
uncertainties and defeats

There's something missing all around
I'm not the only one undone

Your rats are dancing
upon my head and
seems it was all in vain
I'm breathing this torment
I'm not pretending
it's just a misty game
They are dirtying me
I'd like not to make part of this

How many young whores would make you stop it?
All this fucking filthiness is all that I'm not

…and nothing can buy, nothing can change
all that you never dreamed is all that I am
and what I learned became the sand
that you throw over my wills and my gains

remove it and let it, that part of my history, to stay there,
held in my old nightmares

there're something missing all around
I'm not the only one undone

There's no rare human
there are no right ways
there's only one future
and that I can make