I’m so delusional, that I understand…

So out of touch, that it’s all in my hand.

They don’t like me because I break the rules,

I challenge the system and they call me a fool.

I know no evil, my heart is not hollow

I just can’t understand the social contracts we follow.

I’ll get on my knees and cry that my intentions are good,

until they open their minds, I’ll be forever misunderstood.