Shun me I've done you wrong
Mocked you and broke your home
Carried on as a king to throne I know, I loathed
I've reconciled my faith with no way to explain where it comes from
Heard out suspicious ways, forwent the drowning pain Oh, and I've had mine
Sunday suit never fit quite right, maybe why I never saw your light
Fear had its grip for quite sometime, so I obeyed and lied
Listen, don't hear this wrong, you've taught me what I know
Though I'm not what you want, I've found peace on my own
Sunday suit never fit quite right, maybe why I left Siddhartha style
I choose a path of open minds, am I damned for it?
I know the evils of mankind and I keep far from them
Do all I can to grow inside Judge me for that