Bittersweet

All I ever wanted was to be the drummer in a band,
Never claimed to be a poet, singer or god,
I’m just a man
I came here ‘cause I didn’t have a better place to go
So pardon me if I’m out of key…
Whatever I might have said, sang, written or done,
I admit I might be wrong, make up your own mind
Don’t take me too seriously
That’s the only advice you should take from me…
A happy pessimist singing a bittersweet serenade,
a sell-out some would say
But at least I’m getting paid
While we all march down our identity parade
Until we bend and watch our dreams slowly fade…