Kobra And The Lotus – You Don’t Know


What it’s like, to be me
You have no perception of all the struggles that I have been through
When the judgment calls, I’m held against a wall
When you don’t know what you’re talking about
You don’t know what it’s like to be me
Can you hear the sound of me breaking down?
You don’t know what it’s like to be me
I’m sick and tired of feeling my face on fire
If you really knew me, you’d think twice about creating my truth

In the lies we keep on telling ourselves

You are on the outside always looking in but never asking questions
No, you don’t know what it’s like to be me
You don’t know the reasons that made me, and I don’t know you
Empty conversations, we know nothing of each other’s solitude

Could it be that you won’t understand that we’re both born of innocence
You don’t know what it’s like to be me

Listening to the nothingness I’m hearing while I watch your lips move
No, you don’t know what it’s like to be me
No, you don’t know what it’s like to be me
No, you don’t know, you don’t know what it’s like
I’m sick and tired of feeling my faith expire
Did you ever think for a second, I’m only human too?