Living young and dying free
That's what it's like to be me...
Noise in the night
that likes to keep me up...
When you're with me you're nothing
less than a skilled break dancer...
Quietly spoken with a smile,
sweet words, come here my little fawn...
This word reminds me of an elementary school...
All my words need to be heard...
Walking through a dream
as twisted and corrupt as a...
I've lost myself,
within all that I found...
Abnormal is what you call me
You say I differ from the norm...
C: Creative world i have
O: Oppressed inside my head...
Lost in a world of sightless eyes,
ears that no longer hear my cries...
Every morning, I take a shower at
11 AM, and every morning, it's there...
Come take my hand
we will fight for your lands...