Tell me what you could ever say about the truth I always claim And where is this definite solution that will make me see the lies and break illusion of sweet predominant confusion where I am a fool and you are my friend No! Am I willing to alter my senses if it is no longer my fault? No! Is this desperate lie is so insane that I have not believed in it yet? All I have got in my head is spinning around and around you and me Do not deepen the hurt and burden the wounds for it will not conclude into anything that we could stand both Do not try to make the world work the way you believe it ought to because you have deceived itself first You will not change the answer