The Others - Miyavi

Boy, keep on diggin

Deep in the dirt

Don’t let no love in Too afraid to hurt

Fragmented memories

The dice is cast

After the frenzy

Time to face the past

In the air I’m free

That’s where I’m born to be We are the others

The dreamers and the lovers

We are every color

We are the others

Who named the countries

Who built the walls

We fight for money

While they print it all

Instead of rifles

We play guitars

Sing for survival

That’s just who we are

Take off your disguise

You can spread your wings and fly

We are the others

The dreamers and the lovers

We are every color

We are the others