S.O.S. Gotthard

I don’t get what’s wrong with me
But I know what side you see
The will to change the world
But no intention

I don’t know what does the trick
But I know what makes me sick
The need to find a way
To live without it

But no one ever gave me
A chance to make it through
Voting in a motion
Only not my point of view

Jury got me guilty
Of another senseless crime
Raise my glass for answers
Is it evil or divine

I’m no saint I’m not a sinner
Take a chance and roll the dice
But everything has got a price
I’m no saint, I’m not a sinner
Make your mind up on a throw
About the things you didn’t know