I don´t want to be second best
Don´t want to stand in line
Don´t want to fall behind
Don´t want to get caught out
Don´t want to do without
And the lesson I must learn
Is that I´ve got to wait my turn
Looks like I got to be hot and cold
I got to be taught and told
Got to be good as gold
But perfectly honest
I think it would be good for me
Coz it´s a hindrance to my health
I´m a stranger to myself
Miniature disasters and minor catastrophoes
Bring me to my knees
Well I must be my own master
Or a miniature disaster will be
It will be the death of me
I don´t have to raise my voice
Don´t have to be underhand
Just got to understand
That it´s gonna be up and down
It´s gonna be lost and found
And I can´t take to the sky
Before I like it on the ground
And i need to be patient
And i need to be brave
Need to discover
How i need to behave
And I´ll find out the answers
When i know what to ask
But i speak a different language
And everybody´s speaking too fast
Miniature disasters and minor catastrophoes
Bring me to my knees
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Well I must be my own master
I´ve got to run a little faster
I need to know I´ll last if a little
Miniature disaster hits me
It could be the death of me