Whose are these houses
Whose are these fields
Whose are these skyscrapers that you feed

Who sets this crowd without control
Where everyone can be a hero
Before the weakest falls


We are different
We are strange

We are involved in those kind of games
We are different
We are strange


We still want to believe in a fight
Don't want to run don't want to hide

You're not too fond of the majority
You never will be
You get on with your life as a fighter

repressed confined, but free

Everything that you have had has gone forever


When you start to daydream you see only fire
Your mind turns straight to blue and it calms your burning skin

Curved lips you just can't disguise and anger you can't just throw away

You think it's easy making your life worthwhile?

Is it hard to decide which side you love more?
Hate me, love me, break me, cure me


There's a battle inside
A weakness for temptation
A chance to devastate

A chance to satisfy
A chance to outwit your masters
Escape oppression, escape


When you start to daydream you see only fire
Your mind turns straight to blue and it calms your burning skin

Curved lips you just can't disguise and anger you can't throw away