My own
Sailing above my own life,
watching the people building my soul,
listen to the ones which are creating my mind,
thinking by myself; "I'm just like them''.
The way they act,
is just a reflection of me.
'Cause they made me for what I am,
and I'm still a group.
The group is still in me,
and I will never lose,
that I think the same way,
'cause they are what I am.
The way they act,
is just a reflection of me.
'Cause they made me for what I am,
and I'm still a group.
sommige dingen in het gedicht lijken niet te kloppen, maar zo zijn ze (waarschijnlijk
) bedoeld.. en ik weet niet of deze titel wel erg geweldig is.. ook graag commentaar daarop? thanx
..