Lyrics

You need a friend today But it never happens after knowing your name Before people say good day they ask how much you weigh Then they say your skin looks gray You put a lock on yourself And try to throw the key so far away From all the demons, so called specialist grown-ups Commenting between the cups of coffee Putting you in cuffs You are the writer of a novel of pain Still no one understands That you feel ashamed because - you keep it to yourself Keeping it to yourself You need a friend today But it never happens after knowing your name They say you have a distorted view on yourself But how can the view be anything else but wrong Hearing the same old song You put a lock on yourself, and try to throw the key so far away From all the demons and the grown ups, putting you in xxxxxxx cuffs