I was thrown in a world of disaster
I grew up with my desillusions
someone smashed my toys when I was only four
and later on my best friend stole my  favorite matchbox car

the first girl I ever met left me for a man
the priest who thought he knew it all
he kicked me in the balls
because he didn't understand the way I felt
I was talking to a wall
but don't expect I'll be depressed
I learned how to get along

My favorite matchbox car