I was led a blind man through delusions Fed by my shallow strength of sense Within the confines of confusions I cannot tell my real means from pretence You were led in to the dreams of these illusions Fed with torrents waves of pain So, who the hell am I to tell you How to walk your way when I cannot find my own lucidity And who the hell am I to yell Before my own transgression Like feining in disguise Descending senses or pretending, I used to have much more than this Painting the blue eyes Within delusions, they'll never leave me be And if I paint my eyes with lies Please rip 'em off and you'll see Disguise will fail in daylight And if you eat my feckless lies Just throw'em up before me... Like feining in disguise Descending senses or pretending, I used to have much more than this Painting the blue eyes Within delusions, they'll never leave me be Like feining in disguise Descending senses or pretending, I used to have much more than this Painting the blue eyes Within delusions, they'll never leave me be So, who the hell am I to tell you How to walk your way when I cannot find my own lucidity Oh please, I'm on my knees to tell you What we could have been, but never show me sympathy