All that happens it's all that you can feel.
Everyone's special so you say you are special too,
but you can't say that you're real.

You are not guilty but things are getting worse,
maybe you are too busy, maybe you get enough,
but you can't say that you are real.

You are a winner but I'd never bet for you.
You got it while you're moving but when you find yourself alone
there's no way to explain it.

I got no answers, only a few words,
words without a meaning and you got your helmet on
so that I can't hurt you.