I don`t know who said it first
but I know I won`t be the last
if there`s one thing
there`s no doubt about that
we ran ashore
you jumped overboard
pushed the boat out again
and ran away
who needs friends
when I have enemies
like you
you have a face
but it expresses nothing
to me
all I see is a hollow soul
an empty space
that you call your life
a wry world
is capturing my hallucination
these days
a wry world
meets my eyes
every time I close them
a wry world
is what I find myself living in
whenever I feel short of breath
to die loathed
is better than dying alone
someone once said
I tend to disagree
but we`ll see
who the hell
gets the last laugh
on this
a wry world
is capturing my hallucination
these days
a wry world
meets my eyes
every time I close them
a wry world
is what I find myself living in
whenever I feel short of breath
a wry world
where are you?
