I have no exact answers to give... I know only my own insecurities... I make no demands... I am not arrogant... even though there are many things I can't stand... But why can't you accept who I am... Why do you want me to be a different person... [ primo break strumentale , dove chitarra elettrica con poche note lunghe , si amalgama con una tromba jazz inquietante e profonda ] I am not asking for friendship, I don't want to teach anything... I tell my stories—whether true, made-up, strange, boring, dreamy, or cynical... it hardly matters... [ secondo break instrumental , scratch , effetti da dj , su un basso sempre più presente ] It’s just me... with my imagination... And you don't have to like it... it doesn't have to make you overthink things... I simply sing of life's many faces... not necessarily my own... Perhaps yours... perhaps no one's... no one's no one's la la al la la la la la la la la laaaaaa yeehhhh na na na na naaaa na na na na na naa la la la la laaaa [long instrumental outro ]
