I meant to be with people
But don't want to understand
What he does with his mighty hand
I have my own shit and things to do
He can talk to me when he wants to make me cool
He slaps me in the face again and again
Throwing me illusions and taking them again
But my music comes back after a time or two
Of thinking and thinking and thinking it through
So why is it you so badly want my sole
Because right now I feel a empty whole
It feels I'm already meant to be as I am
I'm man