I know they all:
can smile with perfect teeth
got knives to rip off my skin
are living in this toxcity
I know they all
I know they all will turn their backs on me
give me a reason
so I can trust you
I'm trying hard
but cannot change anything
about the way
I am
the world I live
in here is getting cold
I watch the leaves fall down
watch myself growing old
I'd like to sleep all the time
but it's hard to ignore
it would be easier if I knew what I am fighting for
chorus ...
the way I am
everythings disordered
the way I am
in this poor world
the way I am
everythings disordered
the way I act
in this poor world
I thank you all:
for beating and dissing me
for shouting and pissing at me
for being such grateful enemies
for being a comprehensible symetry