Crooked Road

What would you say, what would you think if I told you that I don’t want to win that the spirit of punk is still strong and alive and that I don’t intend to give up and pretend that a new suit can cover the stains on my skin, the fact that I’m into people that have no interest in reaching the top? Would I still be considered to be someone you could put up with and handle? In that case I wonder if you too admire the life of the ones below the light of success, and if yes, I’d might be someone you’d like to join on a crooked road What would you say, what would you do If I told you that I’m through being cool that the games that we played and the way we behaved is making me feel ashamed but i hope I have changed I mean to the better But how about you How do you do now still breaking through enjoying the view from the top? Would I still be considered to be someone you could put up with and handle? In that case I wonder if you too admire the life of the ones below the light of success, and if yes, you might be someone I’d like to join on a crooked road But I would refuse, another step with you If you can´t take to get some dirt on your expensive boots But If you like me, are not too hard to please, then there might be a possibility In that case I wonder if you too admire the life of the ones below the light of success, and if yes, you might be someone I’d like to join on a crooked road