tired of living on a lie

Just sitting on the quay and looking down in the sea,
I’m having trouble to see,
What’s going on here in this world,
Trying to speak out a logical word.

I’m getting pissed on in every corner on the street,
Like the biggest tree in the park,
Fell’s like human race is pissing on me,
And not the dogs in the square.

I almost feeling inhuman by the human race,
Though I feel like I am alive,
Because I am swimming against the ocean stream,
Only dead fishes float with the river stream.

Happy to be alive and against the norm,
The norm is absolutely angry at me,
Thinking that I am trying to ruin their dream,
I’m actually trying to make them see what’s going on.

Frustrated because of the resistance I’m meeting in my way,
I can only be happy to be on the right side of the sideline,
The norm is frustrated at me because I’m actually in to something here,
The norm just exhausted keeping on running after a flat football.

I’m also frustrated because I’m speaking out the word of truth,
But the norm thinks that I’m spelling out lies,
Just to get them on a wrong track,
All I’m hopeless trying to do,
Is to get them on the track of truth.

I’m tired of living on a lie,
There has been set up a gallery,
Just to keep the norm in check,
Long enough to make the new world order,
A reality.

Frustrated and mad over this play for the gallery,
I’m just making negative vibrations,
But strange enough,
I mostly get positive vibrations in return.

I’m glad for the support I can get in my fight,
Just as long as I can hold our leaders out of sight,
There is a pink sky in my sight,
Let me flight on that!

Our leaders is seems to be flying on a jet,
With a non-existing danger of falling down,
I just have to take one step to fall into ground,
And then I will be gone forever and ever.