Diary of Dreams "Son Of A Thief" Слова песни

Son Of A Thief

So sick of being friendlySo sick of being niceSo sick of being thoughtfulYou think I hate my kind

So sick of all the liarsSo sick of all your wordsSo sick of all you cherishYou think I hate my kind

I fall down on my kneesAnd kiss your holy feetYou noble majestyI end here in defeatI beg you to forgiveI, son of a thiefHave to confess a sinI stole the skin I'm in

So sick of explanationsSo sick of revelationsSo sick of your diseaseYou think I hate my kind

So sick of what I feelSo sick of compromisesSo sick of how you lookYou think I hate my kind

And life goes on...