A little boy was sitting in the bathroom<br />
He cleans himself and feels that something's changed<br />
He cannot see the pain inside the gameboy, <br />
He cannot feel the fun around the ball<br />
<br />
His father wants to leave them with a pistol<br />
He doesn't think he can really change the world<br />
His best friend points one finger at his mother<br />
And constantly the schoolmates laugh at her<br />
<br />
The concentration of the boy keeps focused<br />
He doesn't pass any other test<br />
His best friends now point one finger at him<br />
It is the devil in disguise, the young boy's being<br />
<br />
A very sad man is sitting in his prison cell<br />
The little boy insists to be a man<br />
He clearly sees the pain inside the gameboy<br />
He wants to feel the fun around the ball<br />
<br />
Is it the need for the warm, or a desire for the storm<br />
Are those the tears, that return him to these years<br />
There are many ways fur us to leave<br />
But nothing more for us to give<br />
It is the devil in disguise, the human being