King Of The Local Crowd

He gets up in the evening, with the last rays of the sun
His head is heavy, but tonight he will have some fun
A note left on the pillow saying: "Thank you for the night"
A common thing – he always finds a baby for a ride
He glances at the mirror: "Damn, I'm looking good!"
He is set to go out in the search for new delicious fruit

I don't wanna waste my youth
I've been living in the shadow for too long
Life's a game and you either win or you lose
If it feels so good, it can't be wrong

In any situation he creates a perfect mood
When he speaks, he knows he won't be misunderstood
He doesn't seem to care about what other people say
But deep inside he feels he might have gone astray

As the time is passing by, he finds it hard to change
Crazy living is about to push him to the edge
Reflection in the mirror is not what it was before
The crumpled bed is not that satisfying anymore
He gets up in the evening when the moon is on the rise
And suddenly he understands his life is full of lies