Cheese

Since I was little
I didn't understand a thing
Even if my eyes sting, I see
I'll do my best
And ask if it bothers him sometimes
Even if the gods don't exist
I confused them with their look-alikes in suits and ties
Those sandmen
Who promise the moon without knowing the earth
Who call themselves adults but are so down-to-earth

I smile I will smile I smile

They thought I was laughing but it's not even true
Madam said, you have to be polite
Say cheese, come on say cheese!
For the cliché, a little to hide

But without dark humor or bad pun
I'll die laughing
But without a forced smile
Just when it hurts then
So that it's okay
But just for that; this time to celebrate the dead

I smile I will smile
I smile I will smile
I smile I will smile
I smile I will smile
I smile I will smile
I smile I will smile