Emotions
Unable to express
Your feelings and your emotions
It makes your masculinity seem so much less
The true, the tough and the strong ones
We act like hard and cold stones
We're coming straight from the times of the Vikings and Huns
So let your feelings, let them all go
Let your emotions, let them run free
And tell your tears, tell them to flow
It is the only way to help yourself through.
Brought up by stick and by hand
Raised in a true Spartan way
The world as bad as it is, it helps you through, to withstand
I've never seen my dad cry
Something that men wouldn't do
Instead of showing his pain, he took to drinking his rye
So let your feelings, let them all go
Let your emotions, let them run free
And tell your tears, tell them to flow
It is the only way to help yourself through.
Tot hem you look like a pansy
If you don't act tough enough
They strike whenever they can, they do as they like or fancy
Dave mourned the death of his mother
He couldn't cope with the loss
Sometimes he started to weep, the others didn't quite bother
So let your feelings, let them all go
Let your emotions, let them run free
And tell your tears, tell them to flow
It is the only way to help yourself through.
Your feelings and your emotions
It makes your masculinity seem so much less
The true, the tough and the strong ones
We act like hard and cold stones
We're coming straight from the times of the Vikings and Huns
So let your feelings, let them all go
Let your emotions, let them run free
And tell your tears, tell them to flow
It is the only way to help yourself through.
Brought up by stick and by hand
Raised in a true Spartan way
The world as bad as it is, it helps you through, to withstand
I've never seen my dad cry
Something that men wouldn't do
Instead of showing his pain, he took to drinking his rye
So let your feelings, let them all go
Let your emotions, let them run free
And tell your tears, tell them to flow
It is the only way to help yourself through.
Tot hem you look like a pansy
If you don't act tough enough
They strike whenever they can, they do as they like or fancy
Dave mourned the death of his mother
He couldn't cope with the loss
Sometimes he started to weep, the others didn't quite bother
So let your feelings, let them all go
Let your emotions, let them run free
And tell your tears, tell them to flow
It is the only way to help yourself through.
Credits
Writer(s): Wil Nelemans
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