The Fool

Take a look into my eyes and tell me what you see
Nothing hurts anymore, I’m just bitter and empty
Don’t try to save me, I’ll be just fine
You don’t know where I have been
This is more than a cold, cheap conversation
So don’t be surprised, if I say
«You can keep your words
You can keep your kingdom
Keep your hands to yourself, I’ll bet you’ve never met a sinner like me.»
I sit alone, with a demon hanging on my back
Finger resting on the trigger, I was weak and hopeless
Everyone talks, but nobody listens
You don’t know where I have been
This is more than a cold, cheap conversation
So don’t be surprised, if I say
«You can keep your words
You can keep your kingdom. Keep your hands to yourself
I’ll bet you’ve never met a sinner like me
And even though you claim his name, it’s not enough to kill the pain
So keep your hands to yourself, I’ll bet you’ve never met a sinner like me.»
I’ll be just fine. There’s no rest in the bed that I have made
A fool I am, I’ll hold my pride above the things that keep me suffering
«Can you feel these words? I will never leave you
Lay your burdens to the ground, walk away and I will set you free
And I have always known your name
It kills me son to hear you say 'keep your hands to yourself I’ll bet you’ve
never met a sinner like me.'
I’ve always know your name.»