i was born on the 3rd of june into a broken family
where words were used as weapons
and love was a bended knee
the genesis of bliss came early for me
they tried to strike if from my bones
but i was already free
now i'm half a person and everybody knows it
that's why i have no real friends and no enemies
what's the use in wasting precious energy on
loving or hating someone like me
i was born to be a fool and
not follow rules set to me
and my words are used as weapons
and my love is a history
the genesis of truth came early to me
and my heart feels no pain
like the pang of reality
now i'm half a person and everybody knows it
that's why i have no real friends and no enemies
what's the use in wasting precious energy on
loving or hating someone like me
i know i could have been great
a real beacon of light
to all those love lorn passengers
of ships passing in the night
