I don't tend to agree with your state of being
I don't see how you see
I prefer the random company
All night, you walk through the crowd
You're wild, dedicated, loud
Your horse, it's taller than the rest
Your horse, it's never second best
You may find yourself searching for another way
Too late, by then too late
You may realize we're all here to seize the day
Today by then too late
Pretense: You know you're headed for the stars
But your head, can't fit through doors of bars
We don't share your point of view
We don't see the world like you
