The Weird Ones

You go unnoticed

Surrounded by mockery

They EXILE you

You need not our pity

The loneliest of souls

The beaten whisperer

The keys are yours

Open the gates of artistry

Untainted imagination

Your mind knows no limit

Return from the EXILE

Collect your bounty

They'll remeber your face

Selective memory, yes

But you can't forget

For they were your canvas

You become noticed

Surrounded by love

Exile your demons

Once, The weird ones

Now, Immortalized