You think you know

I walk towards you but I go against the flow

facing the crowd no matter how hard I try

No I am not made of the same material,

I'm too rough to slip among you

I flip your manners like a house of cards,

and don't mind pushing through the crowd my spirit drowns

In these crowded streets, I'm lost, I'm feeling like the odd one in the role

You think you know but you don't see that I am not a soul to sell

I'm the disrupter, I'm the intruder, out of place in my own space, you see

Can you feel it coming now, another revolution, that changes all the colors of your dear staging ?

Independent soul or troubled mind ?

I don't need to know, I'll remain untamed

You think you know but you don't see that I am not a soul to sell

When I look at you I'd like to fit in, but I know I don't have my place in this masquerade

Frozen on the sidewalk, I'm still the outsider

and isolation is my burden

Frozen on the sidewalk, I'm still the outsider

Isolation is my burden now

You think you know but you don't see that I am not a soul to sell