Look at me, now I'm who I should be
I am perfect, perfect in my being.
Everything that happens changes me
So could I change anything for my needs?
If I decide to build a new world
And take the scepter and orb
Nothing will change at all
If I raise the red flag
There will always be some
Who will raise the blue.
The less you force, the more they're drawn to you
The less we talk, the greater our words
And I suspect the best that you can do
Is to be like a ghost
The less you force, the more they're drawn to you
The less we talk, the greater our words
It looks like dead we are worth more. In truth
As dead they like us more