| Why am I still afraid about the things they say
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| About every little piece that’s not right with me
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| I am who I am but that’s the one they hate
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| I am a stranger, outlier, just another pariah
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| I have lost my pride
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| I’m just another kind
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| Another life with its demons in its mind
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| I always tried to keep strong, but where did I go wrong?
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| Where is my home, where do I belong?
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| Where did I go wrong?
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| I’ve been part of an everlasting concern
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| Of that i thought it would never end
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| But in my ever-changing attitude and judgements
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| The wind shifts it’s directions again
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| And my sun seems to lose its last glare
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| Beyond horizons of endless view
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| There is still no place for my longing
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| No place for my cure
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| Why am I still afraid about the things they say
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| About every little piece that’s not right with me
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| I am who I am but that’s the one they hate
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| I am a stranger, outlier, just another pariah
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| I have lost my pride
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| I’m just another kind
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| Another life with its demons in its mind
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| I always tried to keep strong, but where did I go wrong?
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| Where is my home, where do I belong?
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| I want to return but I don’t know where I’m from
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| And when there proverbs are right I have neither heart nor home
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| Your voice, another reason to stay
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| This place, another reason to fade
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| I walked for days and nights I climbed and crawled these miles
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| And as I walked my path departure finds its way
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| As my time goes by I came to realize
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| Between these waters and stones I have lost what was home
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| Where did I go wrong?
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| Where do I belong?
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| Should I keep my hopes down low?
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| This is the safest way to go |