She has a dream

 

She has a dream,

the dream of the mainstream,

working in a real great team,

but it does just seem.

She’s working fucking hard,

opposite the stucking-up smart

idiots... she’s ready to start.

Fighting for her wish

the standing dish,

it’ll never come true,

ev’ryone thinks so, and u?

She doesn’t really care ‘bout what the people say,

she’s just doing her normal things every day.

But always keeps in her mind

the thing which makes her blind,

which is getting her in trouble,

if it just might be a bubble.

Then it might be as light as it,

and her dream might be as bright as it.

But it was transparent, too,

acting insecure bubbles continually do.

 

She has a dream

and does still scream.

What wil she be if she gives her dream up?

Well, one is sure, her time would stop!

But she still keeps holding,

doesn’t make sense if she’s folding.

Others say “She’s a misfit, a freak, good-for-nothing!”

She doesn’t care, she just keeps singing!

 

She’s spending her life, the whole days and nights,

people ‘round her taking themselves the rights,

making fun, playing tricks and calling her stupid names.

But she doesn’t play any games.

She – the only one who believes in her vision.

Gee! – The others have absolutly no condition.

Fucking mission!

Does she give up?

Her “life” would drop!

‘Outta imagination life doesn’t make any sense.

Who cares? She’s a misfit, a freak in the present tense.

Forgetting the reality,

things she really could be.

But she still stands strong,

Her whole fucking life long.

And now, I know, she’s standing somewhere with her wild eyes open and singing this song!

And I know she’s chuckling,

‘bout quite ev’rything.

Above all the stupid and spiteful boys and girls

in their little simple sunshiny worlds.

 

She has a dream

and does still scream.

What wil she be if she gives her dream up?

Well, one is sure, her time would stop!

But she still keeps holding,

doesn’t make sense if she’s folding.

Others say “She’s a misfit, a freak, good-for-nothing!”

She doesn’t care, she just keeps singing!

 

Motherfucker! Silly arseholes! Didn’t keep thinking what’s right and wrong,

keep thinking of this song!

Ya hurting some who believes, who trusts

and let them stand alone in the frozen dusk.

Just because they have dreams, which were worked by them,

their jet-black souls come out at a jam.

They are trying to hang in there

but they can’t see a light anywhere.

And you have a share!

It’s your fault,

ev’rything is sold,

hearts and minds are cold.

Why you have to be so hostile?

Why you all have to fail?

For some people just the dream does count,

so shut up, they don’t wanna hear any sound

what’s gonna press them down to the ground!

That’s what you’ re deserving

and I’m gonna observing.

So now, are you sinking?

Keep thinking!

 

She has a dream,

just this one dream.

You never have this seen.

It might be a scene

Which really never has been,

Do you know what I mean?

 

She has a dream

and does still scream.

What will she be if she gives her dream up?

Well, one is sure, her time would stop!

But she still keeps holding,

doesn’t make sense if she’s folding.

Others say “She’s a misfit, a freak, good-for-nothing!”

She doesn’t care, she just keeps singing!

 

She has a dream,

just this one dream.

You never have this seen,

she keeps screamin’.

It has really never been,

just because this one dream,

but it all does just seem.