Lowest Low

I can hear you screaming out so loud. Your rage is unified and strong, down there in a mass of a faceless crowd you’re finally noticed, you feel at home. Find me on my own, But I am not alone, and you can’t keep up with my song while your hate keeps growing strong. I may be on my own, But I am not alone and you can’t keep up with my song, song. The echo of your heavy boots is loud, you’re walking proudly in your (brown)coat, erasing human parts of who you are you’re finally noticed, you feel at home. Find me on my own, I’d rather be alone than to join your lowest low. I am choosing to stay strong in humanity and love, while your hate keeps going on. I may be on my own, but at least I am my own. I can see you on a battle field, screaming for blood that’s what you want, that’s what you want, while society keeps watching silently. You feel like someone. but do you feel, do you feel your own? And find me on my own, I’ d rather be alone than to join your lowest low. I am choosing to stay strong in humanity and love, while your hate keeps going on. I may be on my own but at least I am my own. Music and lyrics by Laura Zitna