What Did You Expect - Simon Glöde

It must be a new thing to win without a goldmedal

cause all my days I have been going through this cold desert

I've seen every step of kings and queens rising

taking the words by their roots, always content analyzing

but I took those steps, now I know what it's like

to be broke and on you're feet and now I'm the one advising

that words to the wise – don't ever leave it up to me

that's all I'll let you know for now, just as the possible seems

to be so untouchable, two steps into the night

I'm telling you, that you should what's best and what's right

'cause what's winning for you, when the world's still spinning 'round

when you're on the move forever, never look to settle down

What did you expect? You're trying to connect with the outside world from you're closet.

Now I have no regrets, I left you by the steps and now I'm in this world without deposit.

And what if I told you, you were late? What if I told you, you are beautiful.

What did you expect when you're trying to connect with the outside world from you're closet?

And what if I found out, that this way might not be it

that this is not the way for me, because I got to do my own shit

and maybe if you'd pass the pipe, I could take just one more hit

this story-telling might as well be as legit

as the effort I put into this, and then don't,

'cause I love this – I wouldn't do it any other way,

but oh – it's a party I don't wanna miss

so who needs gold if I can tell you a story like this?