I'm walking alone incognito so no one will know
But wandering eyes catch a glimpse of what's hidden below
Does there always have to be this complication?
Do you have to live by selfish motivation?
Take my hand, we'll hide away,
We'll sleep beneath the open skies,
What you say and what you do
They're always gonna criticize
Make your fantasies the drive
It seem that just the strong survive
So whenever you can feel it
Keep your deep blue shadows alive
I'm watching your steps, I've got eyes in the back of my head
Don't make the wrong moves, if they see you
You're better off dead, yeah,
Do I always have to give some explanation?
To the critics who can't understand expression?