well it's a bit ironic 
the friend you loved before became a smile 
unmber 
on listings of your faults 
and it's a bit unfair 
to all the wasted time 
you cannot see no more 
you're living blind 
And I feel alright 
The way you look at me 
Your silence sets me free 
the way you mask your dirt 
inside the bliss you give 
a quiet Judas smiles, and keeps you far from me 
and it's a bit unfair 
for all the wasted time 
you cannot feel no more, no more 
you're living blind 
And I feel alright 
The way you look at me 
Your silence sets me free 
sets me free