When I was only nine years old I had a poster
And with that alone I had the education, the motivation
I knew what I wanted to be, wanted to be
Even though, each year it never was the same location
Started getting older I took it on myself
To find out why I'm the way that I am
But I cant find a conclusion, no I think I'm getting closer
Yeah, I know I'm getting closer, my whole wall is filled with posters
My whole life if filled with posters
I used to be outspoken doing anything for someone's attention
And when that changed I guess you thought
That I was no longer me although I finally found me
So take the other bodies and put them by the TV
You make real friends quickly, you make real friends quickly but not me
TRANSFER
When I was only 9 years old, I had a poster,
And with him alone, I received education and motivation.
And then I understood who I would like to be, who I would like to be,
Despite the fact that each time the poster was not in the same place.
When I started to age, I took it with me,
To find out why I am who I am.
But I can’t find a way out, no, I’m approaching it,
Yes, I’m approaching him, my wall is glued with platkas,
My whole life could be pasted over with posters.
Sometimes I was frank for some people,
And when everything has changed, I think you already understood everything.
No, it was not me, although, in the end, I realized myself,
So take the other person and put it on the TV.
You make friends quickly, make friends quickly, but I don’t.
