Man wasn't made to live alone
That's why I have my enemies
Whenever I close my eyes
They're all I can see
Every man needs his saviour
Every saviour needs his task
But which one am I, the man or the one behind the mask?
 [bad word] first, the courage or the fall?

Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh

Is that a saviour outside my window?
Or is that a reflection of me?