The Illusionist

Because of all the hatred
And because of all I've seen
One day I could not take it
And know what kind of man I've been
Illusions to escape from what is real
Illusions, an easy way is always free
If I told you how I feel
Would you still do the same?
You hurt your beloved once again
Do you not feel ashamed?
Because of all between it ends
And because of all the hate
I know I have to slow down
Before it's all too late
Illusions to escape from what is real
Illusions, an easy way is made of steel
If I told you how I feel
Would you still do the same?
You hurt your beloved once again
Do you not feel ashamed?
If I told you how I feel
Would you still do the same?
You hurt your beloved once again
Do you not feel ashamed?
Illusions
Illusions