Standard Free

There’s always someone Who thinks he knows you She knows what you’re like just
by looking at you Am
I not what you hope to be? Your standard is not reserved for me Are you not
what I hope to be? My
Standard’s reserved only for… I try to see through the blindness But
sometimes I just can’t
Fight it, no! I won’t be mislead by the words you say!!! Could you be like me?
Could I be like
You? Will I ever know if I don’t talk to you? Can’t see through my eyes So just
look away I don’t
Have to hear what you think there’s to say Now mark my words You’ve had your
last So sick and tired
Of the finger-pointing What do you know? Who gave you the right?
What gave you the right? Yeah I
Know what you’re like Cause I’ve seen your kind Don’t you cross my path if
you’re thinking like
That I could be like you You could be like me But you’ll never know cause you
won’t talk to me I
Won’t be the scapegoat, no never, no way