The Exies
"Normal"


Can you tackle me as I am
And the sting of my sweat against your mouth
You judge me till there's nothing left
You and your opinions wear me out

[chorus]
You don't know me
I'm immune, I am free
Not a slave to your beliefs
I'm immune, out of reach
You're alone, stuck with your disease
You hate the things that I say, and who I seem to be
But you don't look so normal to me

Serve you daily rituals
Then make up the rules to suit yourself
Ill never be who you are
So why don't I just start to hate myself