Why is it that all I do only benefits someone else in the end? Am I a martyr or cursed with good intentions? Some may need to help me through this crying secrecy But a state depndency is what the truth might be
Brave Horse... There's love around you, just look, you'll see Brave Horse... Always seeing you in their every dream Brave Horse... All will want you, they're in ecstasy Brave Horse... All have found you, no more fantasy
Please another and curse the other Fulfill yourself but accuse one another For their so-called "wrongful convictions" But a contribution to you "stealth" addiction
Living in your callous world No one cared when I cried For everyone who lied, judged me or criticized... Now it's my time to shine
Now I'm alive Now I'm alive Now it's my time to shine Now I'm alive
