Baltimore Street

Sometimes I do feel like a freak. I mean, I walk around like everybody else, but inside is just, feel different, like an stranger in my own life. Im sitting in the breakfast table, with them, and im just like ¿who are these people? And then I wonder ¿Do you think that everybody feel thats way?

Asleep in perfect green building, beside the blue apple sea, 

I wanna get me a little oblivion, 

to try to keep my self away from me...