| Song | Alien |
| Artist | Prozak |
| Album | Paranormal |
| [Intro]: | |
| You know it's funny… | |
| Every time you get to the last song on your album | |
| It kinda makes you wonder like | |
| What if this WAS your last song? | |
| And if it was, then what would you say? | |
| [Verse 1]: | |
| I close my eyes, but it won’t go away | |
| Am I a passenger aboard this life | |
| Or am I just a stowaway? | |
| Sometimes I feel my soul’s a throw away; | |
| Inside is so cold and grey | |
| Just hope that I can cope and don’t explode today | |
| Surrounded by these broken shards from the past | |
| I sit and try to analyze these racing thoughts as they pass | |
| Friends turn into foes | |
| And foes turn into friends | |
| It makes you wonder for what purpose we serve | |
| All in the end we’re falling | |
| And thus continues the cycle of our humanity | |
| So hard to watch our dreams just dissipate into reality | |
| So this goes out to those who feel like me | |
| And refuse to walk the beaten path to fight for their own destiny | |
| [Hook]: | |
| An alien inside my own skin; | |
| No matter what I’ve tried to do in this life, I can’t fit in | |
| I know there’s reasons for things and things for reasons | |
| The black sheep: alone in this world since I’ve been breathing | |
| (An alien) | |
| Alien inside my own skin | |
| No matter what I’ve tried to do in this life I can’t fit in | |
| I know there’s reasons for things and things for reasons | |
| The black sheep: alone in this world since I’ve been breathing | |
| (An alien) | |
| [Verse 2]: | |
| Some people say just keep on keeping on | |
| Continue putting pens to papers, paying dues and keep on writing songs | |
| I find no comfort in these words no more | |
| I find no comfort that this world is obsessive with brutal acts of war | |
| So keep your friends close man, enemies closer | |
| Stay true to your fam and stay standin’ banded like soldiers | |
| If ignorance is bliss, then silence is golden | |
| They use misdirection to keep the public from knowing | |
| Beware of Trojan horses, destructive and evil forces | |
| Always think before you follow and contemplate who the source is | |
| Of who stains to gain | |
| Who stands to profit | |
| Who shall bare the blame | |
| Who’ll stand to stop it? | |
| The laws of karma coming back again | |
| Prozak Hitchcock. Outcast. They call me Alien | |
| [Hook]: [x2] | |
| An alien inside my own skin | |
| No matter what I’ve tried to do in this life I can’t fit in | |
| I know there’s reasons for things and things for reasons | |
| The black sheep: alone in this world since I’ve been breathing | |
| (An alien) | |
| Alien inside my own skin | |
| No matter what I’ve tried to do in this life, I can’t fit in | |
| I know there’s reasons for things and things for reasons | |
| The back sheep: alone in this world since I’ve been breathing | |
| (An alien) |
| Intro: | |
| You know it' s funny | |
| Every time you get to the last song on your album | |
| It kinda makes you wonder like | |
| What if this WAS your last song? | |
| And if it was, then what would you say? | |
| Verse 1: | |
| I close my eyes, but it won' t go away | |
| Am I a passenger aboard this life | |
| Or am I just a stowaway? | |
| Sometimes I feel my soul' s a throw away | |
| Inside is so cold and grey | |
| Just hope that I can cope and don' t explode today | |
| Surrounded by these broken shards from the past | |
| I sit and try to analyze these racing thoughts as they pass | |
| Friends turn into foes | |
| And foes turn into friends | |
| It makes you wonder for what purpose we serve | |
| All in the end we' re falling | |
| And thus continues the cycle of our humanity | |
| So hard to watch our dreams just dissipate into reality | |
| So this goes out to those who feel like me | |
| And refuse to walk the beaten path to fight for their own destiny | |
| Hook: | |
| An alien inside my own skin | |
| No matter what I' ve tried to do in this life, I can' t fit in | |
| I know there' s reasons for things and things for reasons | |
| The black sheep: alone in this world since I' ve been breathing | |
| An alien | |
| Alien inside my own skin | |
| No matter what I' ve tried to do in this life I can' t fit in | |
| I know there' s reasons for things and things for reasons | |
| The black sheep: alone in this world since I' ve been breathing | |
| An alien | |
| Verse 2: | |
| Some people say just keep on keeping on | |
| Continue putting pens to papers, paying dues and keep on writing songs | |
| I find no comfort in these words no more | |
| I find no comfort that this world is obsessive with brutal acts of war | |
| So keep your friends close man, enemies closer | |
| Stay true to your fam and stay standin' banded like soldiers | |
| If ignorance is bliss, then silence is golden | |
| They use misdirection to keep the public from knowing | |
| Beware of Trojan horses, destructive and evil forces | |
| Always think before you follow and contemplate who the source is | |
| Of who stains to gain | |
| Who stands to profit | |
| Who shall bare the blame | |
| Who' ll stand to stop it? | |
| The laws of karma coming back again | |
| Prozak Hitchcock. Outcast. They call me Alien | |
| Hook: x2 | |
| An alien inside my own skin | |
| No matter what I' ve tried to do in this life I can' t fit in | |
| I know there' s reasons for things and things for reasons | |
| The black sheep: alone in this world since I' ve been breathing | |
| An alien | |
| Alien inside my own skin | |
| No matter what I' ve tried to do in this life, I can' t fit in | |
| I know there' s reasons for things and things for reasons | |
| The back sheep: alone in this world since I' ve been breathing | |
| An alien |