Too much near the truth they say

Keep it 'til another day

Let them have their little game

Delusion helps to keep them sane

Let them have their little toys

Matchbox

In the days of confusion

You've turned angry and cold

You say it's an ilusion

There's no fire in your soul

Say you don't love

It's complete but obsolete

All tomorrow's become yesterday

In demand but second hand

It's been heard before you even play

Up to date but came too late

Better

Born in the window

Cold blooded spoof

Raised in the prison

You called the school

Taught

Rat Salad

Scarlet Pimpernel

Got no time to be on the run,

Got no holes in my shoes,

You're the reasong all my friends have gone,

But I won't run from

I am the crazy man

Who lives inside your head

But I think I'm breaking through the wall

You are the innocent

Convicted of the crime

No one was ever there

To catch

The world today is such a wicked place

Fighting going on between the human race

People got to work

I still remember how it used to be

I thought the only thing

That mattered was me

You always