I'm Still as Spoiled as the Day I Was Born

I borrowed a tie
I said «Burden my body
Drain me like a sink make me weak and godly
Transform me from a little child»
So references were check and forms were filed
And my first mistake
Was doing hard work for its own sake
Now my frame is battered and worn
I’m still spoiled as the day I was born
At fifteen I admire your silver hair
Sunken eyes and the troubled look you wear
And I want this thunder cloud to linger
Anything to hide these un-calloused fingers
And my first mistake
Was doing hard work for its own sake
Now my frame is battered and worn
I’m still spoiled as the day I was born
But sometimes a cross
Is just a cross
Sometimes the extra mile (A mile)
Is just an extra mile
I’ve got to find (I've got to find)
Another way to remake myself (To remake)
But I don’t know what it is (But I don’t know)
I don’t know what it is (What it is)
Oh sometimes a cross (A cross)
Is just a cross (Just a cross)
Sometimes the extra mile is just an extra mile (A mile)
And I’ve got, I’ve got, I’ve got (I've got)
To find another way to remake myself (To find a way)
But I don’t know what it is (But I don’t know)
I don’t know what it is