I’m walking in the street right in the bar Cause I know you'll be there You recently said that you couldn’t stay calm Watching me painting my hair You hate my earring and my tattoos You say that I should grow up Then scream so loud ‘Throw your rocker’s shoes! ‘For my sake, you’d better stop!’
Yeah, yeah, baby, you should know some things I’m not fucking angel with the fuzzy wings I don’t want the brief - bag to be under my arm And wear a damn tie just taking me down! Please, stop whining and look at these eyes My blood is boiling, giving rise to the sparks! That’s why I keep my furious pace And put this brilliant cherry cream on my face!
You’ve never been thinking I’ll become a star Or providing me with defense You just said to me, I had gone so far And this bar talk were last my chance But I’m gaily smiling when coming inside Without any kind of disgrace I see you scared: you can’t win, you can’t hide Watching me with cherry cream on my face!
Yeah, yeah, baby, you should know some things I’m not fucking angel with the fuzzy wings I don’t want the brief - bag to be under my arm And wear a damn tie just taking me down! Please, stop whining and look at these eyes My blood is boiling, giving rise to the sparks! That’s why I keep my furious pace And put this brilliant cherry cream on my face!
You never wanted to encourage my dreams It seems you were a kind of viral disease
Yeah, yeah, baby, you should know some things I’m not fucking angel with the fuzzy wings I don’t want the brief - bag to be under my arm And wear a damn tie just taking me down! I’m not a genius or world’s top smart But there is a fire burning bright in my heart That’s why you can’t beat me in this principled race And wipe this brilliant cherry cream off my face!