Letra de Faceless John

Millions in the world Like grains of dirt they carry Their own lives the worthless way Following the wind John is not like them He tries to make it up For his everlasting defect Born without a face His life is kinda harder Than the average would think Noone really knows Faceless john desires To be the groom on every soap He watches on tv Fill his obscene dream Oh how he prays to seize that moment The man without a face He knows what hard life means He feels as if he's dead No hope just misery Faceless john desires to die Hopeless, faithless, death is what he craves Death is what he craves, just pure death No hope, just misery