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W.a.s.p. - The Invisible Boy W.a.s.p. - The Invisible Boy | *** Autor textu: Blackie Lawless | The Invisible Boy
(Jonathon)
I was the boy unwanted, a prisoner I´m born to them
My brother was the one, that couldn´t do no wrong
And I was there dying in the shadow of him
(Jonathon to his father)
Red, crimson red, am I the invisible boy?
Feel the strap, cross my back
Yeah I´m the new whipping boy
Who am I - the orphan son you would never need?
Who am I - cause I´m the boy only the mirror sees
Who am I - the slave you gave just the air I breathe?
Who am I - cause I´m the boy only the mirror sees
(Jonathon)
Oh I got the same old reruns, horror movies in my head
And I can´t rest, the scare me to death
But if I´m not alive, how can I be dead?
(Jonathon to his father)
Red crimson red, am I the invisible boy?
Feel the strap, cross my back
Yeah I´m the new whipping boy
(Jonathon to the mirror)
Oh, why me?
(The mirror)
Why him
(Jonathon)
Can you tell me?
(The mirror)
It´s confession again?
Come talk to me, I see in your eyes
Titanic misery, ashamed that you´re alive
I´m the face that you see
When the face isn´t yours
I´m the mirror my boy
Some people never go crazy
What truly boring lives they must lead
Is there no love to shelter me?
Only love, love sets me free |
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