Whats the world got to do with me?
i mean here i am in my room
sitting in the middle of my bed
where every things gone white
and all i can hear is the beauty of the beat
whats the world got to do with me?
here i am wondering where i should be
not understanding how i came to be
who i truly am?
I'm just me...
whats the world got to do with me?
this rooms messy
thats all i can see
no one can bother me
this is my sanctuary
whats the world got to do with me?
as I'm in my dreamland
where everything makes sense
no one dies
I'm population one
whats the world got to do with me?
I'm just another person wondering the exact same thing
whats the world got to do with me?
no one cares for me as much as i do
no one...so whats the world got to do with me?
nothing
not here
not right now
whats the world got to do with me?
nothing....
