There's a temptation to assume the worst
Everyone's coming for my pride or my purse
It's a condition
Built by the human kind
Or an ilusion
Born of the human mind

It's all that I can think of
It's more than I can bear
I'm seeing all those monsters
But are they even there?

I'm such an outsider
Sent from another time
But I can make it mine
You feel like a loser
Nobody choosing ya
Say I can make it mine, mine

I'm seeing all those monsters
But are they even there?
I'm seeing all those monsters
But are they even there?

I like my story
Will you please read this line
I like my part
Victim of all your crimes
So can you be wary
Of the things that you thought
But they are truth
Or are they a made up plot

I'm such an outsider
Sent from another time
But I can make it mine
You feel like a loser
Nobody choosing ya
Say I can make it mine, mine