we are seen thru we don't exist
we've been erased we are misfits
no room for me or for my thoughs
illusion of non-existent doors

how do i contradict my own opinion
when my mind's turned upside down?
what breaks me free from this condemnation
when there seems to be no way out?

i got nothing to say to you
nothing changes even if i wanted to
you live in denial and ignorance
the truth won't hurt if you understand

how do i contradict my own opinion
when my mind's turned upside down?
what breaks me free from this condemnation
when there seems to be no way out?

i'm going to bring your bubble down