In the Never Ending Search for a Suitable Enemy
If you thought I was the one
And the afternoon goes by
Then what's the use in time if time is lost
In the never ending search
For a suitable enemy
A suitable conscious mind
Will always find
And I'll always find
A suitable lie in your guise
A practical lie, a suitable lie
No I don't want you but you want me
In the never ending search
For a suitable enemy
A suitable conscious mind
Will always find
Autor(es): VINCENT CAFISO
