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
