Trite but true and often said
You make your choices, you make your bed
The ones who stick around, keep close to you
Play your card, it ain't aways the King
And the Joker sings morbid melodies
But that's the shadow that seems to get you through your blues
Darkness, sadness in my head
For all I've missed and all who are dead
It often feels like something that shouldn't be
Anguish, Anguish in my heart
Ripping this old soul apart
Losing love makes me a little angry
Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde
One we present, one we keep inside
The hidden one appears when the heart's ablaze
Now, I try to be a level man
But one thing I just can't understand
Is when someone you trust shows a different face, disgrace.
Fire, fire in my blood
When an old friend doesn't remain one
And all that's left is tainted memories
Flashbacks, flashbacks, photographs
Echoes drown the fading laughs
Back stabbing allies make me a little angry
Darkness, sadness in my head
For all I've missed and all who are dead
It often feels like something that shouldn't be
Flashbacks, flashbacks, photographs
Echoes drown the fading laughs
Back stabbing allies make me a little angry