Michael Kiske

[M&L - Kiske]
I'm sick of finding there is no one you can trust
I'm sick of hearing money making's a must
I'm tired of seeing people slander behind backs
I can't 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 that it's not too late?
But I see light - It shines so bright
Can anybody say what is happening to me?
Can 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 to 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' just I don't give a shit 'bout anything he'll say