Why were you sure it was real When you let all your friends Tell you how to feel? Habits tend to crystallise Lines of sight way beyond your eyes Did you waste it in the dark? Camera lights set to amplify Oscillating your vital signs As you ask under the sky Why were you sure it was real When you let all your friends Tell you how to feel? The archetypes; the ideals Will soon embrace you When you let yourself heal Who were we to cauterise? Bleeding hearts that synchronise Did he waste you in the dark? Choose your friends just to canonise You, as you let them fantasise You're not fated to blue eyes Why were you sure it was real When you let all your friends Tell you how to feel? The archetypes; the ideals Will soon embrace you When you let yourself heal Why were you sure it was real The archetypes; the ideals When you let all your friends ♪ All your friends?