He cheats
A brutal creature
Moves just like a man
He smiles
And is dressed in white and gold
The colour of the sweets
That dreams are made of gold
The colour of deceits that take my life
First they blind you
Then they tell you who you are
You’re empty
Dreams are all you’re left with
In the middle of the afternoon
We’re walking dead our eyes are open
Things I will do better
And on and on we shape the ground
And hope our love will grow
Things I will deliver
As we’re serving this phenomenon
I wonder how to fit into it
Things I will do better
And on and on we shake the bomb
Until the system goes
Things I will deliver
He cheats
A brutal creature
Moves just like a man
He smiles
And is dressed in white and gold
The colour of the sweets
That dreams are made of gold
The colour of deceits that take my life
First they blind you
Then they tell you who you are
You’re empty
Dreams are all you’re left with
In the middle of the afternoon
We’re walking dead our eyes are open
Things I will do better
And on and on we shape the ground
And hope our love will grow
Things I will deliver
As we’re serving this phenomenon
I wonder how to fit into it
Things I will do better
And on and on we shake the bomb
Until the system goes
Things I will deliver
