Lost in the busy LA streets
All the people walking by nobody stands out to me
Same old difference, punk with electronic trace:
All the people walking by only wear the same false face
Cause it feels like
We're all playing a rigged game:
Everyone trying to be different only ends up the same
So I'll scream out, “I'm about to lose my mind:
In the midsts of all this madness tell me: Who am I?”
Politics of the common social good
Everyone's just saying be yourself like anybody could
There is something that has broke the level plane:
Everyone's begging for tolerance for those who feel the same
Cause it feels like
We're all playing a rigged game:
Everyone trying to be different only ends up the same
So I'll scream out, “I'm about to lose my mind:
In the midsts of all this madness tell me: Who am I?”
Tell me who I am, tell me who I am
Who Am I?
Please tell me who am I!
Cause it feels like
We're all playing a rigged game:
Everyone trying to be different only ends up the same
So I'll scream out, “I'm about to lose my mind:
In the midsts of all this madness tell me: Who am I?”
Cause it feels like
We're all playing a rigged game:
Everyone trying to be different only ends up the same