Source of confusion
The rules and laws they leave behind
Into the darkness
The fools who follow the blind lead the blind

A wonderous world, a treacherous word
A murderous phrase to hear or to speak
The edge of conformity just out of reach
What are you, some kind of freak?

Just a little bit off center
A little bit over the cliff
Just another step, you'll be on your way
I'll bet you never thought it'd turn out this way

The world looks different from behind bars
Don't stop to breathe, don't try to leave
Silent screams sound in the dark
What are you, some kind of freak?

Is this some kind of fetish of yours
A hobby, a career, an obsession I fear
To scoff at the masses and walk to the tune
Of a drummer who harks from the Dark side of the moon

You're judged by your cover by friends and by lovers
And who you may be they will never see
So don't be surprised when they utter that cry
What are you, some kind of freak?

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