Vendetta Rose - Blend Lyrics

Walking backwards down the hall
People screaming in my face
How do I withstand it all
And am I the disgrace

I'm holding on by a thread trying to fit in
But I dread my self
I'm holding up a light but the dark creeps in
So easy to blend in but hard to be different

Feeling like a black sheep
The outcast in the crowd
Everyday I repeat
My head is far in the clouds

I'm holding on by a thread trying to fit in
But I dread my self
I'm holding up a light but the dark creeps in
So easy to blend in but hard to be different

Being reject
Standing above the crowd
Being accepted
Cannot get a word out
And my worth is more than your words
My worth

I'm holding on by a thread trying to fit in
But I dread my self
I'm holding up a light but the dark creeps in
So easy to blend in but hard to be different