The sun lit moon
Always fades too soon
I have to make it
Through another day
They think I came from
Another planet
I wish I could be
Another one
But I wasn’t to be another
Thoughtless little prick I know
Though it kind of makes me wonder
Why there always out to get me
I’m going to make them think twice real soon, yeah
But there’s no use
In lighting a fuse
So I save my rage
For another day
And I lie in bed
Facing towards the stars
Wishing I could fly
Away for good
Through freshly fallen
Fields of snow
Without a footprint
A steaming kettle
On a stove
But they hear silence
But I wasn’t to be another
Thoughtless little prick I know
Though it kind of makes me wonder
Why there always out to get me
I’m going to make them think twice real soon, yeah
I long for the silence
And a stay from the judgments
Why’s it gotta to go like this