Wasting our time
On fiction and in lies
Lost and alive
It's a crime to make yourself cry

Know me, don't know me
I hear what they said
It doesn't own me I rather be dead
Know me, don't know me
I hear what they said
Know me, don't know me
I know!

What kind of life
With panic and strife
Lost and in line
It's a crime to make yourself cry

Know me, don't know me
I hear what they said
It doesn't own me I rather be dead
Know me, don't know me
I hear what they said
Know me, don't know me
I know!