Shrifts

One, two and rock and roll.

I feel you, as well as you do your soul.

Your heart beats and mine is as close as yours.

Please know, I know you do cry a soul away.
But realize, if you think you cry alone, you are not the only one.

Wake up, you are not the only one.

Wake up, you are not the son of a gun. 

Stop and face reality.

Stop and see, you are the idiot, the one that is among me.

I swear to god, he knows my sins, but no matter what,
he will never cope with my shrifts.

I am so sorry to lie to you, of course this way you will never know what is true.
But you know this and so do I, that is why I hide and close my eyes.