Funny tortured mind

It happens all the time

It's not too encouraging

You never prayed for anything



What makes you so great

Something I would indicate

The lamest stand

The strongest can't help the similiarties



Doesn't seem at all severe

Is it fair now? Does it matter?

Backwards through another year

I'll come down soon

Don't tell me what to do



I'll make no claim on your design

I will not call you a friend of mine

I cannot follow your disguise

I will not

I will not



I'm not sure what you say

Makes any difference anwyay

Tell me what you mean

With any hope of coming clean



It's brought to you too late now

But I appreciate

the never-ending saying that

We've had days like this before



I'll make no claim on your design

I will not call you a friend of mine

I cannot follow your disguise

I will not

I will not



I will not call you a friend of mine

I will not

I will not