Within the crowd

I like to mix me up among the crowd to pretend to be normal

... having strange life, secrets and fears that I keep to myself

I like to go around wasting my shoes and socks

... looking at a bright star in the sky there on the horizon

What I like, you know

And when I make it you surrender

I like to tell stories, listen to good music, eating like a monster

... Sleeping on a warm blanket and listening the tv

I like to hear her sing out of the tune on idle sundays

... To be like that, like everyone else, different from anyone else