I am the son, I am the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the sond I am the heir
Of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about the things the wrong way?
I am human and iI need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
I am the son, I am the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the sond I am the heir
Of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about the things the wrong way?
I am human and iI need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
There´s a club if You´d like to go
You could meet somebody who really loves you
And You go and You stand on your Own
And You leave on your Own
And You go home, and you cry
And you want to die.
When you say it´s gonna happen now
What exactly do You mean?
See I´ve already waited too long
And all my hope is GONE.
You shout your mouth
How can you say
I go about the things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody does