What I Really Want
i got people around me who think they know what i need
i've been through a lot and my needs don't matter to me anymore
i know i need to live
but i also want to fight
even if it means loosing my soul
in order to live
i spend nights awake for my wants
that includes respect and money
but not the fame
don't tell me what i need
because nobody knows what it is that makes me happy
unless we trade places
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