I swim over the river
I fly across the land
I Feel just like a stranger
Everywhere I am

He looks at me like dirt
To her I'm but a joke
I Feel just like a stranger
Everywhere I go

A dead end for the culture
A whisper of the past
Stripped me of a colour
Snuff the questions that I ask

Your blood (blood)
Your skin (skin)
Your tongue (tongue)
Your kin (kin)

The people I can't meet
The people who've been taken
I see walls in front of walls
And reflections of a faker

I think I'm out of touch
It feels so out of reach
I don't have their tongue
But they look like me

Your blood (blood)
Your skin (skin)
Your tongue (tongue)
Your kin (kin)
itu ada dalam darah saya

Dead End

ajiman