Mister Peculiar Just Different Points Of View
It's strange but it's true
Someone says the sky's not blue
It's only a difference between what I see and what you find
I won’t say you're right or wrong
I do only write this song
To highlight to the people what's the line
But don't take this for granted
I might blur the brave for frightened
In this confusion I better don't state what I've inside
So little girl sitting in the cobbled steps
With your eyes you seed the mess
Blame your friends with sins you seems to spin in the night
I won’t play your game, ain't that a shame?
You know my fame, I don't wanna dig my grave
I'll stay on the shelf to let you handle all your lies
