Mimic a stranger

I’ll bring this to, the foot of the beholder
I will always feel so young, even though I’m getting older
I just need some time, to figure out my state of mind
And where I’m at you know I’m here, I’ll always be your friend in the tear
You know I’m lost, Why’d you tell me I’m free. I’m not and you’re supposed to
know me better
But trust, what is it, now everyone tells me the definition please.
It’s wrong you see
In my eyes I know, that I’m better than, I show you. And you will have to see,
me, Baby, Jesus
Lying in a manger, mimic a stranger, all types of anger, in the race to find
your place
I’m gonna sit and make a bump, contemplating if I’m gonna jump. Everyone tells
me it’s time to hunt, what you believe. It’s time to feel the lead,
I’m gonna make it of bread and seed, fish and meat
I can make you run away. Ohhhhh…