1) I'm walking down the street and looking around What's a beautiful world round, round All world around me, I'm out of danger But I'm looking around. Why all things so strange?
CH) Because I bought her life oneday And saw her eyes every single day, But I boobed and she broke a window I will never see her on my way
2) I'm walking qown the street and smoking cigarettes I don't need the help! I don't need my mates!! My eyes are very wet, My hate is so strong! And I ask one question: 'Why all things so wrong?'
3) I'm walking down this fucking street and nothing needs to me I wanted to be loved, I wanted to be free And again and again and again I'm not! Why all things so hard??