I am not a man I feel more like emptiness, solitude I am not a man I feel more like chemicals coming through Why are you whispering so politely when all around me the house is falling down?

You don’t own anything Nothing is meant to be Holding hands with broken arms A generation of stars Yes (yes, yes, yes, yes, yes) I am free You can watch me be Am I an icon of this movement?

[Verse 1] This world, this world It isn't enough for me When heaven is so out of reach I see, I see You love life more than me It is never how it should be I need, I need You to tell me how to