Testo di Stereotype

This is my ego Breaking your boring, fucking convention This is my superstar Waiting for something, something special This is my actress Beautiful blonde girl Blue eyes and a short life This is my window Timeless flowers And sweet smelling too This is my jealousy Scratching your skin with uncountable fingers This is my innocence I have nothing to blame myself for This is my life, can?t you see Unless those people make you blind This is my hate, can?t you feel You should stay with your eyes open wide This is my great hall Full of seats, but no guests This is my big big world But I?m not a big girl, or something like that This is my jealousy Scratching your skin with uncountable fingers This is my TV show Brothers, sisters, parents and tears This is my dear best friend He calls me he asks me but I don?t need him This is my innocence I have nothing to blame myself for All this time i?ve seen you here You dreamed my dreams And I dream our life And I saw this in you My stereotype, my stereotype? This is my jealousy Scratching your skin with uncountable fingers This is my TV show Brothers, sisters, parents and tears This is my dear best friend He calls me he asks me but I don?t need him This is my innocence I have nothing to blame myself for