| Sometimes I feel like I don’t belong anywhere
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| My days will go by and I’m all alone
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| It’s over my head, I don’t know what to do You’re fragile, in repair all of them say
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| But I don’t know how to sew the wounds away
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| When will they fade?
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| It’s out of my hands, can you hear me cry?
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| Don’t you stare, I’m aware.
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| And you’re not the one to say.
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| You’re the same, built for shame
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| And I’m not that far away.
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| Far away…
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| Infinate, yet limited, you take my mind, so complex
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| I’ll understand all in good time.
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| I’m poisoned again, it’s like turpentine.
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| Don’t you stare, I’m aware
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| And you’re not the one to say
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| You’re the same, built for shame
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| And I’m not that far away…
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| Away…
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| And I’m not that, and I’m not that, and I’m not that far away
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| No, I’m not that, and I’m not that, No, I’m not that far away…
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| Away…
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| Sometimes I feel like I don’t belong anywhere…
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| And I’m not that far away.
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| Don’t you stare, I’m aware… And you’re not that far away…
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| Away… |