Freak

I hear my soul 
singing to me 
inside the radio 
and I know 
I'm different 

Separated from every one 

I wear my soul 
massaging my mind 
I sense my soul 
its here 
in my headphones 
and I know 
you think 
I'm different 

Separated from everyone 
I choose my soul 
and then sing along 
I feel my soul 
how can I be wrong? 
I might be a freak 
but this 
is my song 

separated from everyone 

I wear my soul 
on my back 
forgetting myself 
memorizing what I'm taught 
I wear my soul 
under my jacket 
only I know 
and I just can't stand it 

trying to be like the rest 

I wear my soul 
under these sunglasses 
I can't escape my soul 
I can't escape my soul 
what don't you know 
what do you know 
Why 




Trying soo hard 

separated from everyone else 
trying to be 
like the rest 

Freak!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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