I´ll never see what you live for.

Will I ever see you the way he does?
I´m nothing but a man
With a child-like facade.
My affection is skewed
By my own self-destructive nature

No, this is all so real.
No, this is all so real.

So tell me the truth,
Shouting at the top of your lungs,
´Cause we all will be dead so soon.
I´m planning your life.
I need to find the reason for life,
Before I am hollow inside.

Oh, this is all so real.
No, this is all so real.