The Fraud
I am not what you see
I am not what you feel I am
I am not what you think I am
For I
am the fraud
I am not what you see
I am not what you feel I am
I am not what you think I am
For I
am the fraud
The one who deals
in borrowed wisdom threads
woven to get that "small love"
from others in order
for me to feel
alive
This "big heart" you all believe is me is
a sham, a device, a trick,
just smoke & mirrors
It is just a part of the illusion, the
fraud that I am
Don't trust my words, these finely
crafted tools of my trade - they are as
hollow as I am
