I´ve been waiting for my brilliance to shine through like waiting would do I´ve been called a little coward more than once It hurts when it´s true I´ve been following your footprints in the snow Trying to return the excuses that I stole I´m the first on and the last off the bus Little ego be stil And I fight the cold wind back up the street To Hagnesta Hill and the darkness and the snow fallen as one and I lost my scarf at a busstop on the outskirts of town I gather all the courage and the hate Little ego goes wild And my voice broke I finally reached that age I was cruel as a child If this feeling that remains is not mine then it´s something new Maybe my brilliance shining through It´s noisy, can´t think I can´t speak I´m tired of handshakes so please Get rid of this crowd I can´t breathe here anymore You just have to let me go, you just have to let me go It´s noisy, can´t think I can´t speak...