Walking among the crowd (Against the crowd) I feel so alone Thinking about the things that happened to me There qere good things and bad things But now I don't know why Why are bad things disturbing my head? I'm living with monsters. day after day They want to bring me down What did I do to have it? Maybe it's because of my sincerity Well, I'm not afraid, I'm so only sad I never closed my eyes I just don't want to cry People criticize me for the things I didn't say People criticize me for the things I haven't done Living with the monsters They want to bring me down