I'm makin' it by in this cold place.
Walking on as the world turns slowly.
I'm standing soaked in the pouring rain.
Staring upon everything burned and destroyed.

I'm mostly left alone and ignored by all others.
They assume I am another, but hated by someone else.
There's no other way to view it because to them, we look the same.
It's meaningless to speak up now that we're all pawns in...