i’m looking around what do i see
four million blank faces staring at me
we’re all just weirdoes in their eyes
but all we’re doing is being alive

why care about what everyone’s thinking
why bother ’bout what they say
if you live like this;
you’re better off dead~

walking around
in this cold, cold town
it just gets me down
and i hate it

we’re gagged and we’re bound
don’t you scream, don’t you frown
your happiness here’s
overrated

(2nd verse haven’t finish)