its ironic considerate rarity patron of love higher knowledge
engulfs me
cause the blast of fate a lesson to my eyes concerned
and overwhelmed theirs were of fear and i am feelin so empty
inside
and yet it bruns so a... [Ver letra completa]
its ironic considerate rarity patron of love higher knowledge
engulfs me
cause the blast of fate a lesson to my eyes concerned
and overwhelmed theirs were of fear and i am feelin so empty
inside
and yet it bruns so akward this time its something with my
pride lies
i cannot hide my true side and maybe in distress i can still
come out laughing
thats the way i am this little boy proud of helping those in
need
but hes not me but just maybe he could be
i can see it now because i am a hero to his eyes
temporarily blind this immature kid a spirit as well an angel
hiding by helping
and wanting to understand me tears a waterfall of acide
cries from his eyes i need to recognize its meant to be
am i hard to recognize what do i need to realize
why cant i see with my own fking eyes what do i need to see
