Fake World

All my friends are here inside

They show no compassion
The cruelty is intrinsic to their actions
A couple well dressed and children smiling dully
Just can't let me forget about poverty

All my friends are here inside
(the delirium about something)
All my friends are here inside
(that was already an illusion)

I can arrive with my nose bleeding
Or with my polluted veins
Nobody cares if my mind is over
I just can't violate their special moment

All my friends are here inside
(the delirium about something)
All my friends are here inside
(that was already an illusion)

Not even him forgave me, my eternal love
Sweet Anne it looks like you're not the only one
He took away something that was really important
I don't know who I am or why I do exist

Nothing matters when you have nothing else to lose


All my friends are here inside
(the delirium about something)
All my friends are here inside
(that was already an illusion)

If I have become just a new problem
(The threat is thin and the paint is still fresh)
The guilt will burn them until the end.
(Hung beside the chair, maybe they'll see me tonight)