Paroles de Silver Spoon

The sickness he feels on the road, he misses his family and home, the suburb of weakness he fears, he'll be there all of his years Nothing to live for, nothing to die for, nothing to fight for, gifted with the silver, Weak procrastinator! Nothing to live for, nothing to die for, nothing to fight for, gifted with the silver, gifted with the silver spoon The weakness he fights in the cold, they think he's a local hero Nothing to live for, nothing to die for Blinded by those who don't know, will he pick the way to go?