I found it completely high, to say goodbye
When you've been victimized and thrown away from your crown
I found it was rather bright to forgive all of your foes
But it's not kind of you when you run in circles
waiting for someone to take you out
No it's not kind of you when you're out of yourself
out of yourself crying: ah ah ah ah
No exceptions for this time, I think I've spoken rather clear
No you say you've been misjudged, but you've said too much by now
So, who could now trust you?
You think you're clever, you're not so clever
You think you're clever, but you're not clever at all