Intimations of Morality From Recollections of Ugly Children Songtext
von Michael Seyer

Please distract me from my own despair
It creeps on me when I know no one′s there
Because I don't wanna feel, feel so old
Because I don′t wanna feel, bitter and old But it's bitter sweet oh boy
When you drop all your toys
But it's bitter sweet oh joy
Being a melancholy boy


So what I′m comfortable and things they seems so fine
I know that misery is, happiness with some time
Life is so unfair to everyone that it is fair
Just be glad of your joy, and everything that gives you care

To win, you must play the game
To win, you must do what you love
I hope I can win, so I can do what I love
I wish, to do what I love