As you woke
this morning and opened up your eyes
did you notice the tear-stains lining your face were mine.
Don’t you wonder, can’t you see what’s happening to our lives?
I can’t keep living this masquerade
when my lonely eyes see only your face at night.
I only see in infra red, I can’t dream anymore
Can’t you see I need too (to)
I can’t stand the pain
You’ve gathered ame kind of lunatic but I know what to do with it.
It’s plain as black and white.
I’m like a hungry criminal and your protection is minimal, so minimal.
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