They don't need your truth They don't need your grace Everything they really need These foolish games to play
If you really poet If you really doing grate Don't tell anybody You just need to wait
Wait until they fall Wait until they raise up their heads Then I think they call for some grace
But Are you sure that you not fake But are you sure that you not just another peace of the cake Are you sure that you have chosen the right way And That you are completely awake
There are too much sides There is too much stupid But they always try to recognise the one in theirself's
If you really poet If you really doing grate Don't tell anybody You just need to wait