Adjustments

My resistance is getting weaker,

and I can’t stand the pressure

I can’t get any weaker

I have to find some over treasure

 

I need – if nothing – to be a man,

because I was born a man

and I deserve the rights to live

like any other man

 

My mind gets in  such a state

sometimes it makes me sick

sometimes, i try to hate

but I just don’t know the trick