IRC-Galleria

So you want to be an artist, want to be a singer
Want to be remembered for what you could create
So you want to be a cowboy, ride into the distance

Never have to listen or answer to anyone
So you want to be a boxer, surviving on your instincts
Relying on your fists and the quickness of your wit

Are you bigger than these buildings and the grey around you?
Is your pain more worthy than everybody else?