Don't you bring me down,
No, don't you take me down that road.
I'm not that posterchild,
I can break the mould.
Just let me try,
Let me break out on my own.
I know that with a chance,
I'd hold my own.
Being different
Comes so easily to me.
Those same old boring problems
Lost at sea.
But you never will lose me.
Cuz I won't go
Down that grim and eerie road.
I'll bet on the hand I've got
Where you might fold.
Being different
Comes so easily to me.
Those same old boring problems
Lost at sea.
I won't slip beneath the surface
And surrender to the foamm
Because wherever there is freedom
There is home.
Home is where we all must go.
Being different (oh so different)
Comes so easily to me.
Those same old boring problems
Lost at sea (indefinitely),
Where I won't be.
If you hang on,
But not too tight,
You can't lose me.
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