I was led a blind man through delusions

Fed by my shallow strength of sense

Within the confines of confusions

I cannot tell my real means from pretence



You were led in to the dreams of these illusions

Fed with loneliness ways of pain



So, who the hell am I to tell you 

How to walk your way when I cannot find my own lucidity

And who the hell am I to yell 

Before my own transgression



Like feining in disguise

Descending senses or pretending, I used to have much more than this

Painting the blue eyes

Within delusions, they'll never leave me be



And if I paint my eyes with lies

Please rip 'em off and you'll see

Disguise will fail in daylight

And if you eat my feckless lies

Just throw'em up before me...



Like feining in disguise

Descending senses or pretending, I used to have much more than this

Painting the blue eyes

Within delusions, they'll never leave me be



Like feining in disguise

Descending senses or pretending, I used to have much more than this

Painting the blue eyes

Within delusions, they'll never leave me be



So, who the hell am I to tell you 

How to walk your way when I cannot find my own lucidity

Oh please, I'm on my knees to tell you 

What we could have been, but never show me sympathy