There is no way to follow me Asking my name is threatening me Always ready to talk to the pa**ers-by The way they look I am simplified... I'll get bored of just being here I've kept holding on so long Yeah, I keep searching for the exit To feel alive beyond tears Small shop windows are churning out All kinds of dools with frozen smiles But I can't see any of my kind... Except the bright ligths of the streets... or my mind Yeah, I've been told: Life's a phobia But like a bold one, I still feel my utopia Yeah, I will go on for my melodia Keeping my mind in insomnia Sirens calling and I telll them to come soon Everyday they're calling night time... Silence calls when I feel down and heaven lingers on In the dawn; a real dawn! Naked in the dawn we fly into the night Wasted in the fog we cry for the light While I'm closing in... closing inside While I'm closing inside... in every way Way... Way... With a faded scarf on his head He tries to infiltrate To the crowd cover his red eyes of yesterday Under his rasta hair To be free in jail To be free in jail To be free in jail To be free in jail To be free in jail To be free in jail To be free in jail To be free in jail To be free in jail To be free in jail To be free in jail To be free in jail To be free in jail To be free in jail... What's it to be like a big dipper, a teen who*e scream? That's not what I believe in... Though just to be high, used to be cruel Don't wanna be just high and tied to the flashlights And strobos of mind I don't feel that I belong in here Right, I, beneath the chrome metal escalators I, (hi!), don't feel that I belong in here Here