I know that
I can't be
what you want me to be
and I guess
it's fine that
I can't see
the way you want me to be

But I got my own eyes an'
I got my own soul
so why would you make a difference
so that I have to let go

this world wasn't meant to be in my hands
and all that you say is just condemned
do you want to be the witness of this...