Six Degrees Of Inner Turbulence (disk 1) 2002: III. Misunderstood
Waiting In the calm of desolation Wanting to break From this circle of confusion
Sleeping In the depths of isolation Trying to wake From this daydream of illusion
How can I feel abandoned even when the world surrounds me How can I bite the hand that feeds the strangers all around me How can I know so many Never really knowing anyone
If I seem superhuman I have been Misunderstood
It challenges the essence of my soul And leaves me in a state of disconnection As I navigate the maze of self control
Playing a lion being led to a cage I turn from a thief to a beggar From a god to God save me
How can I feel abandoned even when the world surrounds me How can I bite the hand that feeds the strangers all around me How can I know so many Never really knowing anyone
If I seem superhuman I have been Misunderstood
Playing a lion being led to a cage I turn from surreal to seclusion From love to disdain From belief to delusion From a thief to a beggar From a god to God save me
How can I feel abandoned even when the world surrounds me How can I bite the hand that feeds the strangers all around me How can I know so many Never really knowing anyone