Am I wearing a thin disguise
Or is there more than white in my eyes
Was I birthed in vain
Is it all the same if you and I are not wise


I could've sworn that I read so well
But now I squint my eyes and can't tell
The page was torn from the book but we were born to look
It's me and you in this hell

But I wish that someone would tell me
What my soul knows that I don't know
Cause it's getting so very empty
In the garden but nothing grows

There's a voice whispers in my ear
You arе less than you were last yеar
But it's all OK, cause it went away
And I have no use for this fear

Still I wish that someone would tell me
What my soul knows that I don't know
Cause it's getting so very empty
In the garden where nothing grows
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Am I wearing a thin disguise
Or is there more than white in my eyes
Was I birthed in vain
Is it all the same if you and I are not wise
Was I birthed in vain
Is it all the same if you and I are not wise