You think I’m brutal, hard and cold
I’m like the clay you cannot mould
You want me to be like the others
It’s hopeless, when you try to make me bother

You know it just as well as me,
I’ll never be who you want me to be
I’ll never be kind and quiet,
because I’m fighting my inside riots

I’m never gonna change my mind,
even though true love is hard to find.