Testo di The Province of Thieves

I'm a portrait of a fool So beautiful Yet so empty Yet so frail I'm your greatest friend I'm your worst enemy But you will never know I'm the sour taste on your lips I'm the scar you never show I'm those things you won't let go Those tears you won't let flow The reflection of all your flaws So you can rid yourself of guilt And find consolation Through your very own regression And you've lost yourself For this is the province of thieves Here you can experience life through The perceptions of others