There is an Alter in my Ego Always telling me the wrong path I can choose There is an alarm clock in my brain Tick-tock-telling me the hours, the faces, the time, the lies And there are lies all around me, In my friends' words, my lover's looks, in each and all of my books Seems I've been betrayed all this time
By the lies in my words, in my world, all the lies in the truth And I'm tired of feeling sorry I've been sorry all this time I'm so sick of feeling guilty Feeling guilty for living my life The jester in a dark corner crying, sorry for All the pain he's caused, he hops and dances He wears his better mask and his most flamboyant costume
While inside he doesn't know if he's alive or dead Nor me or my friends are able to live Always looking for cheap girls and thrills, happy tricks and treats Furry animals can trick you, your own mother could slit Your throat at night, you might lose your sanity, boy! And I'm tired of feeling sorry I've been sorry all this time I'm so sick of feeling guilty
Feeling guilty for living my life The jester in a dark corner crying, sorry for All the pain he's caused, he hops and dances He wears his better mask and his most flamboyant costume While inside he doesn't know if he's alive or dead I'm not a Bit of a Torrent kind The Dead don't bother me But the Living are such a pain in the ass
The jester in a dark corner crying, sorry for All the pain he's caused, he hops and dances He wears his better mask and his most flamboyant costume While inside he doesn't know if he's alive or deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
