The Fairy Tale
© 2001 Tobias Lidström
I want so bad to let it all go
to fade, to see what never were me.
I don’t want to be seen,
I want to remain in the dark.
I want to be alone,
I don’t want to feel anything
like you apperently do.
I want to see your face,
I want to see you dead.
I don’t want to cry
like you apperently do,
I don’t want to feel the pain
nor the joy that you never do.
I want to be like that
just like that,
you know the one on the wall.
Have you ever…?
No, I didn’t think so.
Where are you?
Where will you be tomorrow?
Where were you yesterday,
were you with that girl?
Were you holding hands?
Were you kissing?
Were you happy?
No you say, never without you.
Tears fall from your eyes,
you are so sad,
you are so lonely.
You have build the high walls
and you’re the fucking princess
in the big castle.
Where’s your fantasy now?
Where’s the shining armor?
It’s a dream
it’s a fairy tale
you’ve been caused.
I cannot say a word to you
that you don’t understand.
I keep seeing you inside that soul.
You are broken apart.