You were a shouter
And you were shouting out,
You were a shouter
And you boy seemed so proud
You were a clown
And we were just the fool's around,
You had no crown,
But you were the king in town.
You were a fighter
Fighting for fighting fights,
Fighting just to win, seemed to be alright,
In the nights the streets were full of fear and fright,
Long were the nights
And also long were the knives.
Now I know that you were so depressed sometimes,
You could not go through the curtain, you lived behind.
You were a dreamer,
Thought all your dreams come true,
You were a sceamer,
What did you have to lose
And so you dreamt of somebody helping you,
But you were a shouter,
Who could have helped you?
Now I know that you were so depressed sometimes,
You could not go through the curtain, you lived behind.