The Outcast's Agony

What you feel
Is it real? - at all?

My feet don't touch the ground
The sun can't burn my skin
Oh, this life we're living
I need much more than this

I want much more than this
I need much more than this
I can't feel satisfied
I can't feel complete

All this pale collors
All this fake feelings
We are not alive
No, we're not in peace

You - are - not- sincere

I want much more than this
I need much more than this
I can't feel satisfied
I can't feel complete

Seeking for something to free me from my pain
But could I live without it? I'm afraid
Constantly agonizing, screaming in vain
Moving on, coming back, and again

I want much more than this
I need much more than this
I can't feel satisfied
I can't feel complete

And you can't save me