Paroles So sick Michael Kiske

So sick

Kiske)
Im sick of finding there is no one you can trust
Im sick of hearing money makings a must
Im tired of seeing people slander behind backs
Icant stand seeing you sneaking up my arse!
I get ill when I see what people do for cash
How little love means and everyday it means less
Headline-lies to feed the hunger for hate
Can anybody tell me thats its not too late?
But I see light - It shines so bright
Can anybody say what is happening to me?
an anybody say?
Even art is sold for the cheapest success
To express yourself means nothing I guess?!
But I'm telling you all, there's nothing else that I'll do
'Cause what keeps me goin' ain't the praise from you!
Mr. Smart is loud calling everyone roar
Calls himself a real friend, the perfect friend I'm wishing for!
I know he just means good by trying to tell me how to play
It's just I don't give a shit 'bout anything he'll say
'Cause I see light - It shines so bright
Can anybody say what is happening to me?
an anybody say?
This business's a lie- I don't believe in it- This business's a lie
Well it's hip to be stupid- so I like to be smart
And when they say it's all over- I like to give a start
And when it's hip to be hip- I give a hip hip shit
And when they want me to go on-I'm pretty sure that I quite
I ain't running this race- it ain't worth a tear
I want sweat for this- to me everything is clear
If now I didn't make a point- there is no point to make
I don't want a piece of your cake!
It's all cheap and dumb- A sick after money run
I didn't mean to wake you up- but I slept too long
I wont fight with fools and that is really victory
There are sides to choose and anly one will let me be
I know I got some friends, but even if theres just a few
I wont feed the blind, no thats the last I wanna do!
What means averything to me no one gives a damn
And whats nothing in my eyes is held high up in their hands
Dont wanna please anyone, dont wanna give whats been asked
And whats the first for you, for me its the last