And say that I'm underrated These rivets are not meant to be said With this pen, many hearts have been lit But sometimes it feels like the contact inside has been lost The competition runs with others, it doesn't stop The doors, the stakes are always tougher When you chase them, you end up alone It doesn't matter how many likes you have No, you have to fade everything in vain Always wanted to share good vibes Words are now so big and ignite passion Sometimes deep happiness always rises back to the surface And then I remember how much everyone loved Dinka I've been chaotic for a while But I can't think of anyone else's words anymore Perspectives, life destroyed them Now I don't see a glass helmet or a pedestal anymore I still can't dress like an adult That's why I still ask for those papers I change my knees in the club Friends, kids at home, they just stay there They have a family job and a bank loan They don't lack anything anymore, except time I don't care about that, I keep pushing But in life you can do a lot more than grind I'm grateful for what I have And how it is sometimes But I don't know if I would change And no one is promised a place in the starry sky I'm grateful for what I have And how it is sometimes But I don't know if I would change And no one is promised a place in the starry sky Don't say what belongs to you But no one here belongs to anyone The world revolves around the madness of sadness Most of the greatest madmen are here to stay I look at the store, it's dark in my closet Everything else is grinded, there's a party somewhere I feel like I'm a liar, somehow insufficient The world has been ungrateful to many Or is it just the way it is in nature? What you achieved, you never satisfied yourself The mind is a new dream, it invents once a month It's hard to accept everything in the middle of the mouth Because our values were violated The materialistic dream was snatched Our mind is a tree, we spent a lot of time Now we make energy food for your magazine I wonder if this is a larp or a real life Dark in an empty bar, a shot of steel I run away until I don't see the horizon anymore My wings are on fire, Icarus is behind me I sing words, my quotes are already alive Painting pictures that I'm about to explain Again there's a paper in my pocket I seem to be the one who slowly learns to live I'm grateful for what I have But who is it and sometimes who is it? But my knowledge would go away And no one is promised a place in the starry sky I'm grateful for what I have The sun has cleared the clouds And the air smells fresh And no one is promised a place in the starry sky I'm grateful for what I have I'm grateful for what I have Baby I'm grateful Just got grateful Baby I'm grateful I'm grateful for what I have I'm grateful for what I have I'm grateful I'm grateful Only a youngster If only you were a youngster Who wants to live forever And always Well, to hell with you Hey!