But even I, as sick as I am, I would never be you
And I do not and I do not and I do not like it
He said he wants to befriend me
So how can anybody possibly think they know how I feel?
Even I, sick and depraved, a traveller to the grave
And as for you in your uniform, your smelly uniform
And I do not and I do not and I do not like it
So, how can anybody say they know how I feel?
Everybody look, see pain and walk away
The future is passing you by, the future is passing you by
They said they respect me
And so you think you can be rude to me?
And so you think you can be rude to me?
I've had my face dragged in fifteen miles of shit
Which means he can't possibly know me
Because you wear a uniform, a smelly uniform
Which means their judgement is crazy
Even I, as sick as I am, I would never be you
The voices of the real and the imagined cry
When they are they and only I am I?
The only one around here who is me is me
So, how can anybody say they know how I feel
I've had my face dragged in fifteen miles of shit
