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.