Sometimes I feel like an outcast
But it's not just a feeling
I AM the pariah
People attack
From every angle
Invisible hands
On my neck
Scars from the fingerprints
Visible unlike the hands
Wanted
Catch me and you'll be rewarded
Alive - Death will be a penalty
They want me
So they can torture me
Hear my screams
See my tears
Sometimes I feel like an outcast
But it's not just a feeling
I AM the pariah