Can you smile with your fists clenched Can you love with your heart's dead Would you let a lie become the truth Would this be enough for you, enough for you If your answer is yes And you're doing fine Then you're a god of deceit You're the curse of my kind While you're walking tall I'm taking the fall Not seling my soul
I'm ready for sorrows That will surely follow But I'm ready to be Yes, I'm ready to be me