I used to think that I, feel the way the others do
the way of socializing, categorize me into the group
I do what I like to do, and I guess it just does no harm

today if I wrote a song, let everybody sing along
however, when the dark crashes on me, drags me far too deep
I can't take it anymore

there's no where feels like home, I am so alone
the crowd suffocates me
I think I need to get back to the place

to dig myself out from, the burried underground
I think I need to get back to the place
to see through it all

maybe for the first time
I do what I like to do, and I guess it just does no harm
today if I wrote a song, let everybody sing along

however, when the dark crashes on me, drags me far too deep
I can't take it anymore
there's no where feels like home, I am so alone

the crowd suffocates me
I think I need to get back to the place
to dig myself out from, the burried underground

I think I need to get back to the place
to see through it all
maybe for the first time