2 I Don’t Like People
carry me to the forest and trees
where [bad word] and nobody speaks
I enjoy much more through silence than through words
so carry me to the forest and trees

’cause I don’t like people anyway
I don’t like people anyway
we feel so mighty but we don’t even know what we are
it doesn’t make much sense at all

when I go to the graveyard and bones
to see what remains from all the dead ones
I see that all who came before me
except my lovely mother
are just a bunch of names and dates on them stones

well I don’t like people anyway
I don’t like people anyway
we feel so mighty but we don’t even know what we are
it doesn’t make much sense

no matter what they say
I’ll never fit in anyway
the only way I know
is to hold my head above the water
alone
(I don’t want to be alone despite the way I feel
I can not let go
I was brought up among people
and I think when it’s time for me to go
then I should have someone to hold me as I die)

I don’t like people anyway
I don’t like people anyway
we feel so mighty but we don’t even know what we are
it doesn’t make much sense