These plastic halos They seem so out of place Behind the mask lurks a scarred and fragile face We lie so spiritually Familiar smiles displayed Misleading masquerade
We hide our pain, we try to laugh Fools to think our tears Would provoke holy wrath
In stone-gray silence We do not face our fears We bite our lips And we press on with feeble cheer With hearts of sadness We say our thankful prayers Refusing comfort unawares
We hide our pain, we try to laugh Fools to think our tears Would provoke holy wrath
We learn the protocol We bare our souls to none We praise our peers For the optimism shown "Brave men don't cry", we say As we watch the world turn to dust The tears of God fall for usTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
