The Stranger

I was letting out everything Everything that was in my heart Bursts of anger, bursts of joy I don't even know what it's all supposed to be Was living like some dead man Living like a dead man For me to feel less alone Open myself, indifferent to all I feel Nobody has the need to be virtuous Open myself, indifferent to all I feel This construct I see, it can't be real I was letting out everything Everything that was in my heart I live this life one way When it aswell could have been another Living like a dead man