Who Watches the Watchmen - Beborn Beton

You have been broken, you are lost

Not so much unlike me

There are no secrets left

Just hidden truths that lie beneath

The surface, a purpose

Is our forced decree

You’re aware that you’re in need

Of psychiatric care

It won’t be me

It won’t be me

You think I’m joking, but I’m not

Fun evaded me

Who draws the line

Between a laugh and life’s perversity

A religion, conviction

Of our true beliefs

Love is rare and that’s the truth

There’s nothing left to share

It won’t be me

To take the fall for you

It won’t be me

To tell you what to do

It won’t be me to pick you up

Fromwhere you left

This much is true

It won’t be me

To get you

Back on your own feet again

I won’t be there for you

The quest for eden

Clearly led us to our wildest dream

Eternal darkness of the soul

We lost our self-esteem

Corruption, destruction

Of what we hold so dear

What’s the use of living

When each day we live in fear

It won’t be me

To take the fall for you

It won’t be me

To tell you what to do

It won’t be me to pick you up

Fromwhere you left

This much is true

It won’t be me

To get you

Back on your own feet again

I won’t be there for you