Superbeing Testo

Maybe i'll be your social worker
Help you solve your problems
I'd rather be a superbeing
Flying far away, away...
Because everything depresses me
I only see the black side
And looking round from day to day
An emptyness inside sorrounds me
I'm just a vessel, and vessels quickly crack
I'd rather be a superbeing
Flying far away, away..., away...
'cos right now i'm just your problem page
To write to when you're down
And i'm semi-dead, already i'm semi-living with a frown
Maybe i'll be your charity
Will money buy you better days?
I'd rather be a superbeing
Flying far away, away, away...
So if you give me a pair of wings
Then i will learn to fly
I'll skip the ordinary
I'll avoid the live and die and things
'cos everything depresses me
There are no valid reasons why
So i will be your superbeing
I will learn to fly.