What's it like to be a perfect person?
What's it like to have a million friends?
To never dissapoint nobody, never have any breaches to mend?
What's it like to have a lot of money, never suffer the pains of need?
Financial comfort is a real desire, never worry about the mouth's
You have to feed?
Tell me
Who is that man? Tell me how you can hide the burden taht's to each
His own who's that man? Tell me how he can, hide the cross
That we all carry, who's that man?
What's it like to need another drink?
What's it like to feel another trick?
What's it like to need another fix?
I hope I'll never know
Tell me who is that man? Tell me how he can
Hide the pact that we all have it
Who's that man, tell me how he can
Often times I've heard these people say
Everything will be okay
It seems unreal to feel this way
But I attempt it anyway