Peter Morén - This Is What I Came For lyrics

to begin with there were bibles round them cripples too so your upbringing don't fit your style so you lock yourself up in your room with things to do hoping it will go away in a while still you're acting as if everything is fine fine fine you're the spoiled white kid with clenched white teeth while the? and nationalists will let you down there are still so many more out there to meet if you walk a bit further than the street in the big city the neon lights and urban folklore invites the hunchbacks to participate if you studied the language and the market place took up took down took what to buy and sell and you have a firm opinion you're always right right right still the doors just right in front of you and your nose starts to bleed and you have to lie down its amazing what you can do if your? act it out for you and you hide in the church yard by the family grave one more lost soul left to save but you cant make up your mind how to stand yourself when your heritage is cute not brave and the loved ones are the lonely ones and they get cold and your image building is your soul and you dig and you dig and you rock and roll and the judge transports you out of the court you'll have to?? if you wise up and get phony like a common clown you might build up the courage to settle down and you carry all these tombstones round as if there were a treasure when they're just a fiction of your mind if you take a look around its all fine fine fine and its nothing you can do bout it there are drug cases and basket cases and refugees from war and its obvious you're neither of them so i guess you have to live through it and i know your eyes? when we're apart you're so true to me how come you are in the middle of my supper, in the middle of my sh** come to think of it i've reached quite far if you reach out for a falling star its never there cause its deadly as the rest of us but i reach out for your fingertips and i stop to breathe and i know i'm not hoping no more cause i got all that i could hope for like a riddle you've been blessed with to figure out when you have to practice hard to learn but the learning is to pleasure and the knowledge is just grief i'm ready for to turn turn turn come rain or come shine let me have a piece of that fat cake on display when i swallow it all let me have some more let me lick up the crumbs on the floor and i swear i wont weep anymore cause this is this is this is what i came for