The Young Stranger

I, I’ve felt cold but I’m still a stranger
But no-one seems to care, I am a changer
Hey! You! My eyes were ripped and burned!
Hey! You! I’m coming but I must be returned!
I, I’ve crossed the line, so I’m taking some pictures of you
I’m moving in slow motion, seeing all this nonsense and with nothing to
Do! Nothing! My eyes were ripped and burned!
I! Can’t! take this anymore!
My eyes were ripped and burned!