Cripper - Britta lyrics

Now that we don't pay much attention To what goes up or must come down We decided not to follow Apart from that we just don't care From a decent crowded journey Into a private desert land Up-to-the-minute reviewed autonomy Proof of independent anonymity When the highest point of individuality Culminates in loneliness We reject our identity And declare all reflections to be wrong We, as a team of soloists Are so unlike that we are desolate Do we get a kick out of it? This is just organised limitation [Bridge:] Are we strong enough for our egos? Is there room to give us space? [Chorus:] I am on my own Because I sent everybody else away No one knows how to take me Without being told You are on your own Because you sent everybody else away No one knows how to take you Without being told We can no longer differ from the mainstream 'Cause we're insisting on a distinct minority When finally everybody's different Will we be the same again? With emancipation-labelled foreheads We proudly present our disintegrity No box seems shapeless enough For us to fit in