It's your own sound It's your own voice Your favourite weekend yellow flavour Deaf and blind for someone else's choice You've got your own perspective A single one-track mind addictive This ain't your crowd This ain't your home Leave this room When you get hit, by that ten-ton hammer of time Getting sick, by your self-centred mind Never mind, I left you behind You've got your own perspective A single one-track mind addictive This ain't your crowd This ain't your home