Outsider

I feel ok here in my hole

looks like your will is broken, you’re all from the same mold

They ate your brain and now they want your soul

All the sheeps fight for a dream that will never become true

You’re drowning in their mold

Becoming a clone

Stay away, I can’t be more stoned

I speed up on the highway, middle finger sticking out

Sowing hate and reaping scorn

all the people look the same, everyone has lost the plot

Your gaze makes me sick

Looking down on me

I’d rather be a freak

Than be one of those

But before I go

I wanna be your foe

I’ll always be a creep

I’ll always be scum

How long

you won’t

belong

to their mold?

Your gaze makes me sick

Looking down on me

I’d rather be a freak

Than be one of those

But before I go

I wanna be your foe

I’ll always be a creep