How was it like before? If someone should ask me In the beginning everything was very easy I had a stuffy simple life I was nobody without a goal A victim of society, a victim of myself (Your heart) is wide as the ocean, wide as the sea I wish you have a better life Sometimes it's hurting me Wide as the ocean, wide as the sea I wish you have a better life That's it, what I want to see The devil on the right screams: you've done very well The angel on the other side, the same damn me to hell What is going on with you? What do you think you're doing here now? What do you think you're doing here now?