And I know we don’t look like you
We see confusion in your eyes
As you coldly up and down us
A mix of hatred and surprise
Supported by a pack of low lifes
Your group of replica friends
You hope they think that you’re quite something
Will they be with you at the end?
But I feel alright
No sadness, sorrow or regret
Because I see the heart
The soul, the spirit and the wish
And I know that you don’t know me
Yet you judge me straight away
You are divorced from understanding
Just abusive come what may
Is there a big gap in your own life?
You take such interest in mine
Am I a threat to your male standing?
Or are you vulgar all the time?
And I know that you’re not happy
Is that why you have a dig?
Or to increase a chance or something?
A vehicle to make you big
Is your life so ruled by hatred?
Only one person in your plan
Climbing a quite perculiar mountain
To be the dominant man