Who would walk me out of the door
Of my descending life?
Who would give me final kiss
Before I'm set to dive?
And who will spread the word
For one with the biggest heart?
Who would care about this things
as I'm a loner from the start?
I see the fakes around me
I'd never think to believe to
I can't get why they come into my life.
They sharpen steely knives
Behind the fulsome laughter,
Willing on the sly to screw up my mind.
Who would give me a helpful hand
When I'm in real need?
Who would stay my friend
To heal the wounds if I bleed?
who will share with me
My bright and the darkest day?
Tell me who you are. what's your name?
I see the fakes around me
I'd never think to believe to
I can't get why they come into my life.
They sharpen steely knives
Behind the fulsome laughter,
Willing on the sly to screw up my mind.
I still believe in people
It's too soon to despair,
Nothing is so bad as I can see.
Someone will recover
And put on their true faces,
So, solitude and false could set us free.