No More Disguise — Roland Grapow

They tell me what's wrong and what's right They tell me to stop and to hide They know everything better than me Even much better than me

They think they're so clever and smart They don't care to break my heart They'd better take one last look before I disappear

Chorus:

I like to fly, higher and higher No more disguise, escape from hellfire Oh, oh, oh, oh... I'll never forget what you've done (to me)

They injure my passion and pride Which passes on painful delight The trail I tread left or right Too faraway from their own way

Why can't you give me a chance? No reason to misjudge my competence The goal which I personally strive for Wouldn't impress you at all