Can you tackle me as I am And the sting of my sweat against your mouth You judge me till there"s nothing left You and your opinions wear me out
[chorus] You don"t know me I"m immune, I am free Not a slave to your beliefs I"m immune, out of reach You"re alone, stuck with your disease You hate the things that I say, and who I seem to be But you don"t look so normal to me
Serve you daily rituals Then make up the rules to suit yourself Ill never be who you are So why don"t I just start to hate myself