I know that you notice everything, even if I try to prevent you from doing so. I know you hear it from the other children, you hear it from the other parents when they talk on the playground. Other dads don't wear jogging pants or sneakers. Other dads are not on the headlines. Other dads don't pay at Toys'R'Us with a purple bill. Other dads don't get woken up by the police in the morning. Other dads don't get annoyed by flashlights. But because dad says bad things in his songs, the whole neighborhood thinks that he also does bad things. But dad says the things he says, just so he doesn't have to do what dad used to do. Dad had no choice, he took everything the wrong way. I was on my own when I was your age. Before you put me in jail for the stories, I decided to bring them to paper and everyone knows them now. Since my first text I have been called to him. They are the bad ones, we are the good ones. Of course they see mistakes when they search for them. They are the bad ones, we are the good ones. Even if they curse our family. They are the bad ones, we are the good ones. Even if they always try to turn everything around. They are the bad ones, we are the good ones. That so many people here like to hear dad's stories, is the reason why strange looks always bother us, why I'm away so often and why you miss me so much. The answer when your mom asks why dad is on TV, why he often travels and gets on the plane with the uncles. The only important thing is that you know I'm coming home again. Dad is loved by many, dad is hated by many, because everyone wants what dad has, but no one can get it from them. And dad's annoyance is what makes them satisfied. They already wanted to take everything from us, even your nursery. All our cars, the computer, our house and garden. That's why you always have to wait outside when the police come. They want to decide right and wrong, but the world from which your dad reports is cold. And lying is when you are silent, even though you know the truth. What counts is you, no matter what anyone thinks of your father. Since my first text, I've been called to him. They are the bad guys, we are the good guys. Of course they see mistakes when they search for them. They are the bad guys, we are the good guys. Even if they curse our family. They are the bad guys, we are the good guys. Even if they always try to turn everything around. They are the bad guys, we are the good guys. Why do all people make a code with dad? He is only mine, dad, only mine. Good bye, dad. Forever my best friend. I like you so much, I can't sleep without you. Dad, where are you? Are you already back in the studio? Where are you? I can't sleep without you. I love you so much, you are my everything. I love you so much, you are my everything.