You're my preciousness and my faith,
you're a falling star that I could hardly get
from the shiny dais of culture.
I'm the light of your day, everywhere you stand,
anywhere you wanna throw your sight and make me
run for new clothes, make me stick by the laws...
Happiness seemed great, so wide awake
rushing with you through the careless nights
until the sun takes it's turn.
Hurray, for our place, for our proud mess,
for our time of being such a sightly known
couple of grown,
such a lovely flyout to show
flyout to show...

Still I'm working on myself with my bland-self
man, you don't know, we are doin' pretty fine
in the new home.
Got healthy food to set for our chosen friends,
people we should meet,
people we should take examples from.
Hey you dummy that's the way stuff here works...
Parties in neon flash, always there!
Typically dressed, white teeth widen,
standing, keeping smilling,
spending money, looking charming...
Just can't wait to catch holidays on the ranch,
sitting with you and our mothers,
listening about the nice things to own,
about the right things to know...

Talkin'bout my life that I still don't find
enough demure,
talkin'bout their time and their beaten paths
we should follow too,
how to fight the troubles and differences
they also knew,
hoping for new jobs, praying for our lives
stayin' forever tuned...
There's something inside
forcing me to wonder...
How da hell I got in this puppet role
I would never choose?
Man, I really don't see a reason to FIT IN !

In those straightened lines they accept with fun
imposed by someone's rule,
in those "modern styles" created by some scums
tellin' ya what is "cool"...
Baby, I am done, don't you see a sign
of a coming doom?
Yesterday's so gone with our heavy "love"
I can't carry through.
(Then you)
used to put a rhyme in my callow mind,
fucked up attitude,
deceived by your lies spoken very nice,
pain without a cure.
How da hell I got desperate and lost
by someone like you?
Hey girl, you're making a stone of my heart !
You can drain everything I could ever plant.
This Sun is so given to everyone...
My tomorrow is today,
I wish you had your own to bear.

What kind of expression does your father-in-law
make while you're driving his brand-new car?
Mother-in-law has a brand-new hairstyle (you have to like)
I guess that's not easey to lie about.
Congratulations for the acceptance,
you know you desrved it, be proud my pal.
Do you ever remember our hangouts?
The more I ask the more I find that
grown man becomes no man with hands tied up,
spills his devotion and scratches his neck,
diverts unfair mirrors to live a day,
nodding his head just to keep it saved.

With those straightened lines they accept with fun
imposed by someone's rule,
in those "modern styles" created by some scums
tellin' ya what is "cool"...
Baby, I am done, don't you see a sign
of a coming doom?
Yesterday's so gone with our heavy "love"
I can't carry through.
(Then you)
used to put a rhyme in my callow mind,
fucked up attitude,
deceived by your lies spoken very nice,
pain without a cure.
How da hell I got desperate and lost
by someone like you?
Hey girl, you're making a stone of my heart!


You can drain everything I could ever plant.
This Sun is so given to everyone...
My tomorrow is today,
I wish you had your own to bear.