I know I have my game to win
I know I can survive this sin
Move on to find your place
Move on to end in grace
Tell me things that I deny
I'll lose my patience for a while
Tell me just I'm wrong again
I'm not worth to be your friend
Of course I have greater aims in life
But I can hardly count to five
Your look, your smile makes me wild
In this respect I'm a child
Seeing, Thinking, Winning, Losing