To fall in between The normal and the average dream Built to break The more we fail The more we try Be me, cursed am i Designed to die Enemy to myself Born to mess With my life I confess And deny Self-abuse So confused Enemy to myself Anti-rebel without direction Stripped of skin Inverted erection Not evil nor good Minus or plus, i'm not one of us In pursuit Of a dream Harmony Self-esteem Facing me In between Enemy to myself Freaks come out at night And with water we multiply Rebels without a reason Maybe because it's impossible for us to slip back Into safe normality even if we wanted But since we're not wanted that's not an option We are the ones who cannot live Nothing to gain, nothing to give We're teaching problems how to fly The more we fail, the more we try