Silvertongue - Damiera

Cynic, listen

Hiding is the answer best of all

We slowly and steadily form an opinion based on what’s been given

So it’s raining

And I’ve filled my ego with sand and wishes

Quickly draining past my feet

And sinking into passing waters

I, I’ve been a liar and I could make it feel so true

But not get away with saying I’m okay

It’s upsetting thinking «Are we the joke?»

Dancing, laughing

Are we all just setting up for getting knocked down again?

Sinking, adjusting

Are these the worst years of all

Or will it all clear up to keep us afloat?

Been a liar and I could make it feel so true

But not get away with saying I’m, oh

I’m okay

I’m okay