welcome to success.

I wish we all could be blind, it would be easier out there. 

all of that's too much and all that's not enough

what traps us on vice and scarces...

I live in the world I carved, I live off of success

I reward myself with what I want because there's nothing I really need

Ich bin absolut klar, solange ich ein Monster.

one day I became obsessed with fame and I thought to myself, 

what can you do to get what you want? and I wrote it on a paper… 

and I liked what I wrote.

people love and people hate
people lie and people live real
I have my Bible written by hate,
I wear their prejudice towards me
as a brand.

the lie they realized... I wonder how would it be to live it...

and when they told me I only wrote "sheiße" 
and I started writing their lives... 

how ironic is it?


and when I took a photo with a dog and couldn't
because they had so before?
now taking photos with them would be taking pics with bugs

oh pain is something I don't feel for so long
 from since when I hit with doors, closed windows

and lived for my mirror
 unbreakable, untouchable, perfect.

that's why beautiful people want,
that's why beautiful people flaunt,
that's why beautiful people love, love, love.

your death to me is a debt about to be cleared.

the stones they throw may break my body

but success is untouchable by them.

you haven't seen the last of me yet.