Stereotype

This is my ego

Breaking your boring, fucking convention

This is my superstar

Waiting for something, something special

This is my actress

Beautiful blonde girl

Blue eyes and a short life

This is my window

Timeless flowers

And sweet smelling too

This is my jealousy

Scratching your skin with uncountable fingers

This is my innocence

I have nothing to blame myself for

This is my life, can?t you see

Unless those people make you blind

This is my hate, can?t you feel

You should stay with your eyes open wide

This is my great hall

Full of seats, but no guests

This is my big big world

But I?m not a big girl, or something like that

This is my jealousy

Scratching your skin with uncountable fingers

This is my TV show

Brothers, sisters, parents and tears

This is my dear best friend

He calls me he asks me but I don?t need him

This is my innocence

I have nothing to blame myself for

All this time i?ve seen you here

You dreamed my dreams

And I dream our life

And I saw this in you

My stereotype, my stereotype?

This is my jealousy

Scratching your skin with uncountable fingers

This is my TV show

Brothers, sisters, parents and tears

This is my dear best friend

He calls me he asks me but I don?t need him

This is my innocence

I have nothing to blame myself for