Half past four in the morning
I'm too sad for the radio
And the DJ won't talk to me
He seems to have everything like this
Clearly this idiot
It seems there is always only one reality
That I have no right here
Not to be happy
Not to feel alive
In mediocrity
Whatever you give me
If I wanted I would change my face
And I would start from scratch
But it would be like giving up
To what I am not
And not feeling free
Of not being happy
/>Not to feel alive
Not to be satisfied
In mediocrity
That you give me
Why can't I tell you
Not to be happy?
/>I am no less alive
I am no less alive