Diary Of Dreams

This artificial comfort
A shiver down my spine
What is that declaration
that you carry on you skin
I take you by your clammy hand
Come see the scene of the crime!
We celebrate the deed with laughter
but to be hones (we) look the same
A cripple in the bathroom mirror
How did he get inside my house?
I look at him and gently shiver
I think I've seen this man before
I never dared to doubt
I want to scream out loud
You say that you're my friend
I fear I understand