Live in Pretend (Acoustic)

What are we but a small group of particles

Living 'til we turn to dust?

Are we free 'cause our home is a factory

Handing out hearts to the loved?

Oh, I think that I'll speak to my friends

If it's just to be entertained 'til the bitter end

And I wish that I loved myself like I did them

But I don't, 'cause I live in pretend

I can't sleep 'cause my heads in a mess

And I need a little time to adjust

To the cricks and the cracks in this world

We're supposed to think we're not enough

If I could I would speak to my mother

'Cause she'd tell me to look and to love one another

I wish that I loved myself like I did them

But I don't, 'cause I live in pretend

Oh-whoa, oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

'Cause I live in pretend, ooh-ooh-ooh

I see you at the end

In this world on a hill there's a man

And he tells them all what to do with their only hands

And I wish that I loved myself like I did them

But I don't, 'cause I live for the end