All lies mean something
Truth hides more than I need
Fake ties lead us unproperly
Close my eyes slow decaying
Lies hide truth so correctly
How can I ever change this
Have you forgotten love?
How good it is to help someone?
When trust means nothing
And liars fake out most of men
How could I ever believe
When hope is lost
And trust I seek
Who is there to pick on me
I’ll wait for no one
Becoming misanthrope
Cut my heart open
Poisoning what was free
Who is there to pick on me
I’ll wait for no one
Becoming misanthrope
When lies become more than I need
Nowhere to turn I seek deep inside of me