The Other
The world aborts me
I feel the eyes on my skin
Why should i worry
Because it never made sense
And when a young men needs to grow up in a world full of hate
Then the young men could turn crazy cause he can't take the hate
When the parents got divorced and the world ain't the same
When the money is too short, so they're working all day
And my sister she is crying, wish she would knew her dad
And if there is a god - why do you do that?
My brothers are driving to school
While there are bombs above their head
And soldiers are dying for you
I think that the government caps
Rich times turned into big fights
Racist people outside
People hate the government
For reasons that i don't like
I stay in my head, i don't know what i should think
Everyone wants to talk, fuck opinions
Fuck opinions
I think about society and we are weird creatures
Some wants to be a rapper
And some is now a dealer
A friend wants to get money
I want to be okay
A friend wants to get love
Cause he can't find his way
Do you know how it is when you are the other
When people let you feel that you don't belong here
Do you know how it is when your life is just trouble
Cause the lottery in which you were born
Didn't choose a privileged family
But what is privileged?
In my head, there's no time
In my head, i'm gon shine
In my head, there's no time
In my head, i'm gon shine
In my head, there's no time
In my head, i'm gon shine
In my head, there's no time
In my head, i'm gon shine
I feel the eyes on my skin
Why should i worry
Because it never made sense
And when a young men needs to grow up in a world full of hate
Then the young men could turn crazy cause he can't take the hate
When the parents got divorced and the world ain't the same
When the money is too short, so they're working all day
And my sister she is crying, wish she would knew her dad
And if there is a god - why do you do that?
My brothers are driving to school
While there are bombs above their head
And soldiers are dying for you
I think that the government caps
Rich times turned into big fights
Racist people outside
People hate the government
For reasons that i don't like
I stay in my head, i don't know what i should think
Everyone wants to talk, fuck opinions
Fuck opinions
I think about society and we are weird creatures
Some wants to be a rapper
And some is now a dealer
A friend wants to get money
I want to be okay
A friend wants to get love
Cause he can't find his way
Do you know how it is when you are the other
When people let you feel that you don't belong here
Do you know how it is when your life is just trouble
Cause the lottery in which you were born
Didn't choose a privileged family
But what is privileged?
In my head, there's no time
In my head, i'm gon shine
In my head, there's no time
In my head, i'm gon shine
In my head, there's no time
In my head, i'm gon shine
In my head, there's no time
In my head, i'm gon shine
Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Umeh
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