I cant tolerate your sadness
cause its me youre drowning
I wont allow any hapiness
cause everytime you laugh, I feel so guilty

quot;I blame the needs that you feed
cause selfish eyes would not seequot;

Am I forced to have any regret?
Ive become the lie, beutiful and free
In my righteous own mind
I adore and preach the insanity you gave

Sell me the infection, its only for the weak
No need for sympathy, the misery that is me
No need for sympathy, its only for the weak)
On bleeding knees I accept my fate

Ive lost the ability to paint the clouds
cause its me youre draining
Im stuck in this slow-motion dark day
cause everytime you run, I fall behind

quot;Far away is a place where I hide
the truth that have to be locked awayquot;

And so I hear my voice again
The tale of the bitter man, here I am
Shake the silence and hear what it says
The tranquil pride that become the lie