The thoughts in my mind are full of sin
An abomination of man
A man who locks his emotions away and wears his mask of happiness
is no man at all......
He's a child, scared of his emotion.
And his thoughts, so damn many thoughts
Of the girl he can't leave out of his mind
Of the future he worries about
Of what risk to take, what more responsibility he has.
He wants to be free, from everything
He wants to run, as he's trying so hard
He's changing, to a man he doesn't even recognize.
The mask he wears is joy, ecstasy, passion, and energetic.
But it's a lie.
But everybody lies, right?
If that's what gets him through the night
The tears accompanied by an old video with a soft voice.
The thousands of pictures he can't let go
It's all things you don't know
Everything exposed like legs at the beach
Like secrets about her and the cheaters
Like her, he is equal in the torment caused.
They are equal in pain.
He was oblivious to her suffering, so she stopped caring about his
And so he's alone and in pain, just as he should
