[Words & Music: T. Björn]
Crying eyes, they are mine
Unlike you, I believe I can feel
What have we come to?
Coexisting for what?
Everyday's an insult
Every action is an act of conceit
A dream made me strong inside
But you've torn it apart, and cast it all away
Trying to soothe my pain of loving in vain
What have you gained from your wicked reign
You have lived your life so self-occupied
My fatuity has passed me by