Besedila: After Forever. Eccentric.

What do they see when they look at me
Who are they to judge me if they never spoke with me
never looked without laughing, never tried to see, see me

I can't believe that it is only me, the person to hate,
the only left out.
I can't believe how they can be so mean;
if they could feel the brutal stings of their words
and the bitter cold when they laugh
once more I'm

Running, running away I must hide
Can't take it anymore
A fight, to free me from an endless struggle with life
Running, tell me how far should I go if they're all the same

This fight, I am fighting my way through

I don't really want to be like them, the way they behave.
the way that the live
I don't really need someone, no people like that
But someone in a world with warmth and respect.
A world without the feeling I must be

Running, running away I must hide
Can't take it anymore
A fight, to free me from an endless struggle with life
Running, tell me how far should I go if they're all the same

This fight, I am fighting my way through