A keresés eredménye

Perfect son

It's not as if
I don't listen to anyone
I am the eighth world wonder
The teenage crisis is exploding
It's not like that
I would like to walk for sure
I would like to scare away these ambitions
 
I creep slowly
Looking for that which hurts me
I quickly take matters
Into my own hands
As soon as possible
 
Someday you'll be a somebody
Now acknowledge that
Your mother was right
Perfect son
A national treasure
Still for show
 
I'm sorry that I failed so many times
I've burnt my bridges and I don't hold grudges
Mistakes from our youth, we throw into oblivion
Long live the ball
Nothing will happen to us twice
 
It's not as if I know everything
I know the answer before you even ask
In the blink of an eye
I read the future
It's not like that
I would like to walk for sure
I would like to scare away these ambitions
 
I creep slowly
Looking for that which hurts me
I quickly take matters
Into my own hands
As soon as possible
 
Someday you'll be a somebody
Now acknowledge that
Your mother was right
Perfect son
A national treasure
Still for show
 
I'm sorry that I failed so many times
I've burnt my bridges and I don't hold grudges
Mistakes from our youth, we throw into oblivion
Long live the ball
Nothing will happen to us twice
 
Someday you'll be a somebody
Now acknowledge that
Your mother was right
Perfect son
A national treasure
Still for show
 
I'm sorry that I failed so many times
I've burnt my bridges and I don't hold grudges
Mistakes from our youth, we throw into oblivion
Long live the ball
Nothing will happen to us twice