Getting closer to a dangerous point Lost the mask that covered up my lies A shallow ego that leaves me in the lurch Want to change but I hate to go to church To the Core My kind of life – I’m left in the wild Need no friend – get out of here alive Drag me closer to the real bitter self Do confront me with the soul full of dirt To the Core What can I do to arrange with my self What can I do to build a happy life A color green mixed with the river and the sea I knew it’d hurt – but now I do bleed To the Core