Something is happening to me
But I'm not scared
I guess I'm just becoming more aware
Aware of what I am
And what is around
Aware of all the troubles
That each of us surrounds
I'm seeing things differently
Things I might've liked
Now have become objects
Which I might even despise
Aware of what you are
And how you live
Aware of what you don't got
What you don't give
People around me
Places I see
Leave me feeling so empty
Like it's not what it is supposed to be
Aware of all your mistakes
Which you constantly make
Aware of what you don't say
And all the time you waste
Are you someone to look up to?
Someone who can be admired
Are you a hero?
Are you a fighter?
Are you a winner?
Are you a climber?
Or are you just another tired old man
Who's young at heart
With a lottery ticket in his hand
Cause you look tired
You make me sick
You're a liar and you don't even give a s**t
Aware I have become
Of the moon and of the sun
And how they shine on everyone
But still you complain
While you look the other away
Aware I am
But I do not understand