Taking People

Who, who never showed you About the easy way? Whose robes did they trade you For such an easy life? Who, who never showed you About the easy way? Who, who never told you About the perfect life? Guess it's some kind of Some guarantee You'll never see If I was a photographer Picture taking Beautiful people I guess I'd make a mistake 'Cause I'd probably take a Picture of you Who, who never showed you All about the easy way? And whose robes did they trade you Over such a perfect life? Well, that's such a guarantee It leaves some certain sickness You'll never know Inside of me And that's all I have