.
Give me time,
to understand,
to suffer, to see the line.
Give me time.
You just kick me when I’m down,
you just let me drown.
I don’t understand what I did wrong,
maybe it wasn’t me,
I didn’t hear the ding-dong.
I’ll alwyas love,
like Forrest Gump,
but to some,
I’m Donald Trump.
They want to control me,
but they can’t handle this darkness,
only I do.
Living in this line between normal and madness,
of the truth I have no clue.