They don't know what I'm talking about
Dirty clothes, bro, of mud
Yellow of cig between the fingers
Excuse me, but I believe so much
That I can make this jump
And although the road is uphill
That's why now I'm training
And good evening, ladies and gentlemen
You better touch your balls
You better be quiet and good
People here are weird like drug dealers
Too many nights I was locked out
Now I'll kick these doors
So sorry mom if I'm always out, but
I'm out of my mind, but different from them
And you are out of your mind, but different from them
We're out of our minds, but different from them
We're out of our minds, but different from them
I've written pages and pages
I've seen salt, then tears
Written above a tombstone
In my house there is no God
But if you find the sense of time
You'll rise from your oblivion
And there's no wind that stops
From the right point of view
You feel the thrill of the wind
With wax wings on the back
If you want to stop me, try again
Try to cut off my head because
I'm out of my mind, but different from them
And you are out of your mind, but different from them
We're out of our minds, but different from them
We're out of our minds, but different from them
People talk unfortunately
He talks, he doesn't know what he's talking about
You take me where I'm afloat
Because here I'm lacking air
People talk unfortunately
He talks, he doesn't know what he's talking about
You take me where I'm afloat
Because here I'm lacking air
People talk unfortunately
He talks, he doesn't know what he's talking about
You take me where I'm afloat
Because here I'm lacking air
But I'm out of my mind, but different from them
And you are out of your mind, but different from them
We're out of our minds, but different from them
We're out of our minds, but different from them
We are different from them