what kinda music

what kinda music

hey

i didn't make a sound

i was hidden amongst the crowd

take another look around

i know that my mind will keep me down

in the corner of your eye

i'm a stranger you recognize

you go the way i go

your words follow me home

can i make it clear

there's nothing to see here

the demons come and go

i know that with time they come around

opened up a door

and i came back for more

it's too late to look back

forever got this tag on me