G, good luck!

Those who defy me, crack like you

they ride on the blue, blue...

missed responsibility

lost opportunity

which you thought you've taken

but now you see it's only a guilt trip

through exotic scenery

blasting blues

with a nice muse

already annoying

thinking for you self

"what a fool"

"why did I need all this for"

as many like you did before

You weren't ready for more at all

not for that shitty pity fall

Then faking, pretending it's oh so fine

everyone is cheering for your dull shine

seemingly believing

wishing it was them

but not really

Even a child would know

that things are not what they seam to be

and you know it best

you haven't passed the test

of truthfulness

You fell as a prey

to your ego-illness

There is no coming back

It's a lock-down mess

You can only spread fiction

on how great it is

and just how much happier you can still get

Not being able to admit it yet,

not ready to confess

Seemingly positive, but not fully sure

it's a whizzy unrest

Rather hard task, proving me wrong

you kept on trying

despite the song

you keep hearing, no no no

The muse is annoying

and the kids too

You want your child

but the kid is wiping tears, missing you

Deep inside you are crying too

you know you made a mistake

and put too much at stake

though still hoping that it is all blessing in disguise

still keep on drying your eyes

You fucked up again

Just how many times

You make me cry and laugh all at once

Dude

Apologise

At least you will learn that

Grass is not greener...

but alright

I'll shut up now

G, good luck!