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I'm like a cameleon who change his ways to be liked I know what you wanna hear and I can say it all right That kind who seems to get what they want everytime they try But when I'm all alone I really wonder who I am For some people I'm the one who can always make you laugh For others the one you call to be consoled when you cry I know some guys at school say I'm a bastard all the time My problems start when I act and let my ideas behind That's my own, my life is mine and it's my right To make it dark or make it bright That's my own, my head is loaded of I.D.'s I got to prove it now, now, now On this planet my goals are to improve myself and try To learn how to be happy, to find great pleasure in life To make people around me confident, joyful and proud Remaining myself all the time, I mean without my mask I cry when I see those models on channel 29 Mucled guys, sexy sluts, singing stupid lies They tell us we will find hapiness into their money I'm bright enough to say: FUCK to this american dream O God where's your love message in the story When they print your name on their currency I know, we are a lot who understood that so we'll fight Aus Songtexte Mania