Punch me in the face if you think I'm crazy
Maybe I really am but I'm okay with that
(I'm okay with that)
I don't wanna tell myself that tomorrow will be a new day
I would live at sixty as I already died at twenty years old
And I refuse to be a prisoner of time
To follow these preconceived rules
Even if we are terrified, only you can decide
I will never be one of those phantoms
Yeah
I will never be one of those phantoms (phantoms)
Without convictions
In a pursuit of a mirage
Anxious about a future that smiles to me
In a time when all is going too fast
I choose to be an outcast
Yeah
Outcast
Standards are only shortcuts
So many possibilities
I choose to be an outcast
We will not have been useless
I choose to be an outcast
Here we go again
Punch me in the face if you think I'm crazy
I would live at sixty as I already died at twenty years old
And I refuse to be a prisoner of time
To follow these preconceived rules
Even if we are terrified
Only you can decide
Refused to be a prisoner of my time
Refused to be a prisoner of my time
Make this story fit into the universe
Your footprint through the stars
Make this story fit into the universe
Your footprint through the stars
Make this story fit into the universe
We will not have been useless
Make this story fit into the universe
We will not have been useless
