I Don´t Wanna be
I Don´t Wanna be me
I Don´t Wanna be me anymore

Ever throwing at his home
Two glass houses, twenty stones
Fourteen yellow, six are blue
Could it be worse.....quite doubtful

I Don´t Wanna be
I Don´t Wanna be me
I Don´t Wanna be me anymore

I Don´t Wanna be
I Don´t Wanna be me
I Don´t Wanna be me anymore

Two steps forward, three steps back
Without warning, heart attack
He fell asleep in the snow
Never woke up, died alone

I Don´t Wanna be
I Don´t Wanna be me
I Don´t Wanna be me anymore

I Don´t Wanna be
I Don´t Wanna be me
I Don´t Wanna be me anymore

Please don´t dress in black
When you´re at his wake
Don´t go there to mourn
But to celebrate