We Come From Different Worlds
You don't know I'm an Alien.
You don't and you wouldn't,
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Even if you could ask a million questions;
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You’d never ask the right ones.
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I've studied so hard I could fool you,
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With every single answer.
You said that I was a drama-queen:
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That things weren't that bad.
I can't blame you, you really thought you knew;
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Hell, even I thought you knew,
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And therein lies the mistake.
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I am now a sad winner,
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Having proved it was all that, and more.
I guess the problem is this:
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I didn't know I was an alien either,
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Until I saw the pieces of my youth you'd seen and written,
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And chosen to ignore;
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The parts you found shocking, others you abhor
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But mostly the parts you said you'd seen
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And did nothing about;
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Because of you, I thought these things were normal.
Because of you, I thought I was the problem.
Those years of study were a reflex.
They were my only way to survive when,
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In reality,
We come from different worlds.