No one really likes you
No one really cares
Everybody wanna bring you down
And sit on your chair
Everybody lies to you
Specially your friends
I’m the one who tell you things
You need to know in the end
You can trust me I’m too old to lie
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la
California’s waiting
London burns the lights
Do you really think they gonna
Let you in with no fight
Who you think you are man?
What’s your actual price?
Maybe It is even smaller than
You can realize
What the hell are you doing?
Are you go for broke?
Everyone except your mirror
Thought It’s only a joke
Everything or nothing
It’s a dangerous game
But when you’re walking alone
It means you’re on a right way