Britta Lyrics - Singles - Cripper

Now that we don't pay much attention 

To what goes up or must come down 

We decided not to follow 

Apart from that we just don't care 

From a decent crowded journey 

Into a private desert land 

Up-to-the-minute reviewed autonomy 

Proof of independent anonymity 

When the highest point of individuality 

Culminates in loneliness 

We reject our identity 

And declare all reflections to be wrong 

We, as a team of soloists 

Are so unlike that we are desolate 

Do we get a kick out of it? 

This is just organised limitation 

[Bridge:] 

Are we strong enough for our egos? 

Is there room to give us space? 

[Chorus:] 

I am on my own 

Because I sent everybody else away 

No one knows how to take me 

Without being told 

You are on your own 

Because you sent everybody else away 

No one knows how to take you 

Without being told 

We can no longer differ from the mainstream 

'Cause we're insisting on a distinct minority 

When finally everybody's different 

Will we be the same again? 

With emancipation-labelled foreheads 

We proudly present our disintegrity 

No box seems shapeless enough 

For us to fit in