Sometimes I wonder if am an angel or another lousy fool,
And I wonder if am God's right hand or another one of his tools,
I once thought this world would end before I'll ever be a man,
Well here we are in this sick world but I guess it's his perfect plan;

When sudden daylight comes our way then we act like we've been bold,
We also forget how bad it was in the darkness and in the cold,
There's no shame in recalling our past while we focus far ahead,
Because then we are reminded to keep-on and not fall down instead;

So then I am not an angel and I am not a fool,
I'm only a wise man who likes to play it cool,
Although, this world may never end even now that I'm aman,
And no matter how sick this world may be, I'll always have a perfect plan.

So do your homework and do it right,
Because what is worth doing is worth doing right,
And unless you've got another perfect plan,
Don't waiver because you will and you can.