You can see me talk, but you don't hear a thing, you don't hear a thing
You can't hear the music, you can't hear the music in my ears
It's just a reflection, another exception, nothing else
You gotta realise, you gotta realise we don't belong anywhere
I might be losing but I'm not one of you
Whatever's coming I'll see it through
Not one of you, not one of you
I don't care about you, I don't care about that shallow world
I'll be fine on my own, I don't care what you, what you make of me
I'm in no uniform, I won't adapt to the things, the things you do
You gotta realise, you gotta realise we don't belong
I might be losing but I'm not one of you
Whatever's coming I'll see it through
Not one of you, not one of you