| Why do you stare, do you think that I care? |
| You’ve been misled by the thoughts in your head |
| Your words waste and decay |
| Nothing you say reaches my ears anyway |
| You never spoke a word of truth |
| Why do you think I believe what you said? |
| Few of your words ever enter my head |
| I’m tired of hypocrite freaks with tongues in their cheeks |
| Turning their eyes as they speak |
| They make me sick and tired |
| Are you confused to the point in your mind |
| Though you’re blind can’t you see you’re wrong? |
| Won’t you refuse to be used, even though you may know |
| I can see you’re wrong? |
| Please, please, please open their eyes |
| Please, please, please don’t give me lies |
| I’ve ruled all of the earth |
| Witnessed my birth, cried at the sight of a man |
| And still I don’t know who I am |
| Are you confused to the point in your mind |
| Though you’re blind can’t you see you’re wrong? |
| Won’t you refuse to be used, even though you may know |
| I can see you’re wrong? |
| Please, please, please open their eyes |
| Please, please, please don’t give me lies |
| I’ve seen paupers as kings |
| Puppets on strings dance for the children who stare |
| You must have seen them everywhere |
| Each part was played but the play was not shown |
| Everyone came but they all sat alone |
| The dawn opened the play, breaking the day |
| Causing a silent hooray |
| The dawn will break another day |
| Now that it’s done I’ve begun to see |
| The reason why I’m here |