This was how it looked like, the last day I was here. Not neat, but I did not have to according to the new owner. So I went easily along with his terms.
From the outside 2 photo’s from the place where I lived for more then 14 years with pleasure and in freedom. But it seems that I am not allowed to live a simple life. That I am obliged to pay a rent of 1000 euro’s or more.
Well then: then I do not play along anymore with this system…
This is the last time
That I will show you my face.
You (overheid van nl) can tread your uglyness under the carpet or hide it under the bed.
But for me: this was the last time…
I will live in freedom, and that is to my own rules, and those live in my heart. And I stand by it.
This is the last time
That I will say these words
I remember the first time
The first of many lies
Sweep it into the corner
Or hide it under the bed
Say these things that go away
But they never do
Something I wasn’t sure of
But I was in the middle of
Something I forget now
But I’ve seen too little of
The last time
You fall on me for anything you like
Your one last line
You fall on me for anything you like
And years make everything right
You fall on me for anything you like
And I, no, I don’t mind
This is the last time
That I will show my face
One last tender lie and
Then I’m out of this place
Tread it into the carpet
Or hide it under the stairs
You say that some things never die
Well, I tried, and I tried
Something I wasn’t sure of
But I was in the middle of
Something I forget now
But I’ve seen too little of
The last time
You fall on me for anything you like
Your one last line
You fall on me for anything you like
And years make everything right
You fall on me for anything you like
And I, no, I don’t mind
The last time
You fall on me for anything you like
Your one last line
You fall on me for anything you like
And years make everything right
You fall on me for anything you like
And I, no, I don’t mind