I've always felt apart
My future's f*cking off
I'm a magic ball
I've got a sarcastic laugh in my mouth
I've got more than one trick in my big bag
I can live with my fears
I've got thoughts that roam every day
I've got blood under my skin that evaporates
Softly I scream to the sound of rhymes and I'll defy time
Softly I'll climb to the peaks and I'll manipulate the wind
Because everything's real after the grey hours
Because everything's real after the grey hour, after the grey hours
I've always felt apart