Song to the Cynic

No, you won't leave your mark on me

I'm protected by an honesty

And all the dead people in the world

To scare, to giveYou won't leave your mark on me

I feel stupid 'cause I'm lost at sea

And all the dead people in the world

To scare, to liveAnd if what you said was true

And it all returns to you

Don't need your false impressions

Of the world in youAnd if what you said was true

When it all belongs to you

I'll need your sacred blessing

Just to talk to youAnd you won't leave your mark on me

I'm protected by an honesty

And all the dead people in the world

Too late, to liveAnd you won't leave your mark on me

You won't leave your mark on me