Из альбома: Heavier Than Heaven, Lonelier Than God
Lost in an illusion, you're not the same as me
So hollow but are followed, endlessly and lovingly
Endlessly and lovingly, I have nothing to prove
You wear the clothes of a beggar, but underneath you're a thief
Tell me whose robes have you sold
To buy your following
I have nothing to prove
I have nothing to prove
I have nothing to prove
I have nothing to prove