I'm full of scars, you can't see them From me fighting my demons All these knives I've received All these knives so deceiving You feel the arrow hanging We have worries, turbulence Lost my patience often, spent my years in detention Mama put them together, she also bears my consequences It's a rollie around the wrists, as a sign of my absence Your sign is in the depths of the ink Drum on the bum and the nail, the whole room stinks Advice from my role model, buy your weapon black Better in the night, because the chrome hammer is flashing It got hot on my feet, still ten toes Stand on my principles, cold days in my raincoat Another fierce fight, brother I know I make it hotter Got so much ice cream, but I never got caught on haterdart Sometimes I get quarters on a whole and have to make coins Brother, we are not boxers, do not come to get points Keep your hands at home, brother, we are looking for commas End of discussion, that point 45, set a point 8 My journey may come from far Searching for light, can't be tired of the dark This are not our do, no disasters Was it easy, can we apply art In happiness, you decide yourself, you are the enemy of your peace My development is different than growing up in heat So to let go of everything, it costs me more than energy I have discussions with the monument, it remains a part of me It costs me strength, sometimes I wake up in the night Confronted with my conscience, both rules on the roof What we live is not fear, but aware of what it brought So I ask Johnny to play another round of parking lot I now talk more often with my soul, at least the part that never left Try to focus on the ride, but in my head it still goes left So ready to going back, I don't dare to leave it somewhere Because the voices of the war, walked behind me here damaged And ***, I'm a father, I have to bear that responsibility So my dream to make it, goes even further than the years In which we make choices because we thought this is all We step on your character, courage comes for the fall