The Outcast

Oh, can you feel my sorrow?
Acting like a trickster
No wit to survive
No domain, just walking in the city
Lone again, ‘nother wanderer in the night

Wet, keen and slipping, going through the fingers
Shame’s falling faster than a guilty mind
Faster, it always pass before my eyes
Now I dare to try and

Fight to believe in me, and I’ll
Ride through the path of sinners
I’m on to dreaming
Now that all damage was done, I’m

Oh, can you feel my sorrow?
I’d rather lie
Join me, I’m heading for a heartbreak, now
No regrets, if I somehow fall

Wet, keen and slipping, going through the fingers
Shame’s falling faster than a guilty mind
Faster, it always pass before my eyes
Now I dare to try and…

Fight to believe in me, and I’ll
Ride through the path of sinners
I’m on to dreaming
Fight to believe in me, and I’ll
Ride through the path of sinners
I’m on to dreaming
Now that all damage was done, I’m

Wet, keen and slipping, going through the fingers
Shame’s falling faster than a guilty mind
Faster, it always pass before my eyes
Now I dare to try and

Fight to believe in me, and I’ll
Ride through the path of sinners
I’m on to dreaming
Fight to believe in me, and I’ll
Ride through the path of sinners
I’m on to dreaming
Now that all damage was done, I’m
The outcast