Dierk Budde - The Bitter Sweet lyrics

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