Altruism

Alone she stood, alone I fell, alone I have this story to tell

Repeating vows over again and again, inside my head

Where the brave go to bend

But have I wasted all this time

Paying someone else’s dues?

Alone I loathed, alone I know

That everyone in this world is in it for themselves

But have I wasted all this time

Paying someone else’s dues?

Is this special effects or

Am I getting through

An altruistic point of view

Have I wasted all this time paying someone else’s dues?

Is this special effects, am I even getting through to you?

Am I getting through?

Open your eyes, queen bee, and feed off the emotional debris

To maintain your once was sanity

Or whatever it takes for your face to be

Upon the grand marquee

Where everyone can see your transparent vanity

Plaguing all once was dear to me

I stand on gimmick street, preaching sincerity

To anyone out there listening

Have I wasted all this time paying someone else’s dues?

Am I getting through an altruistic point of view?

If what you’ve seen is all that you get

Then id be willing to bet that you’ve had your fill

If what you’ve seen is all that you get

Then I’d be willing to be bet

That she’d be glad to forget me