Original lyrics

EN

I don't need your help I can do it by myself And I do I will buy a gun Described as your blame Your shame Complaints Too much complaints Ah I just want a place to rest I can't forget This history that makes me feel A dreck I can't stop thinking about it Like hands in my neck Hands in my All in my mind Nothing on my face But no one knows What's under my disgrace Some speak from one side Others speak from another But no one knows No one knows When I say I'm fine Out of ten, nine I'm lying But you don't have to care with me now I'm fine Ah I just want a place to rest I can't forget This history that makes me feel A dreck I can't stop thinking about it Like hands in my neck Hands in my All in my mind Nothing on my face But no one knows What's under my disgrace Some speak from one side Others speak from another But no one knows No one knows