Every day i pass time on the net,

Because you know i need to have reviews 

Every day i give to all my adress,

Because i know:i'll find an interview…

Every day i'm walking down the streets, 

Because i know: i have to find new gigs

Every day i die or maybe i'm bad 

You' ve understood,you don't give a shit


In every thousand people one 

Maybe know what i want to say 

In every thousand people one 

Maybe asks:who's the band who play?

To support this pressure think:

Is this hell or the way i've taken?

To support this pressure wait 

Or maybe is better if i go away.