The bitter sweet

I am not a saviour

I am not a saint

I am not an angel

Who's coming in

I don't believe in anything pure like you do

I am not a saviour

I am not a saint

I am not an angel

Who's coming in

I don't believe in anything pure like you do

So many times before

So many times and more

I taste the bitter sweet

So every now and then

you hear my cursing tongue

Sometimes you go along

So now live on hope

And fear no more

I am not a monk

I am not a silly dope

I want to bring it home

I want to make it clear

I want to tell you dear

All ends here

So now live on hope

And fear no more

I am not a monk

I am not a silly dope

I want to bring it home

I want to make it clear

I drift on water

you walk on land

You're not a martyr

Please understand

I don't believe in anything true like you do