I stand before you but I don't see a face In this space we occupy in a dangerous embrace I could amuse myself and offer you a smile Or I could destroy you in a twist of my disguise I can see right through you - your eyes define the fear Of the world we occupy, of the dangerous years You reach to touch someone pretending to be real Because you've fallen victim to believing what you feel I stand before you but I don't see a face In this space we occupy in a dangerous embrace I reach to touch someone pretending to be real Because I've fallen victim to believing what I feel