Tripolar (MS MR)

On the surface everything is fine But disaster struck behind these well known lines No more lies A placid applause A puzzled wink A blushing thrill Even in the blink of an eye The chaos won't stand still It's the terrible truth that hurts the most Should I even stay? It's the beautiful fool that gets too close I'm here wasting away One, two It's getting too much for me to Three, four Keep on chasing the floor You know that, it's the terrible truth that hurts the most Trust when I say, we'll find a remedy Silver moons, faded far too fast Look to overcome, the dead hand of the past No more fouls, no more lies Hard to have one vision when you have four pairs of eyes It's the terrible truth that hurts the most Should I even stay? It's the beautiful fool that gets too close I'm here wasting away One, two It's getting too much for me to Three, four Keep on chasing the floor You know that, it's the terrible truth that hurts the most Trust when I say, we'll find a remedy A fraught honor can't atone For a massacre of four that I created alone Paralyzed noise, exhausted by rage Hides in disguise But takes center stage It's the terrible truth that hurts the most Should I even stay? It's the beautiful fool that gets too close I'm here wasting away One, two It's getting too much for me to Three, four Keep on chasing the floor You know that, it's the terrible truth that hurts the most Trust when I say, we'll find a remedy