| (They) tell me I ain't real. | |
| That I'm a fantasy. | |
| How do you think it makes me feel. | |
| To be the fifth wheel. | |
| No one believes in me. | |
| Believe in me. | |
| It's a bitter place or just a bitter dream. | |
| It's a stranger's face, so | |
| it's hated by man. | |
| Or so it would seem... | |
| So it would seem... | |
| You can't look at what you've made. | |
| But you know I'm part of you. | |
| I know you wish me dead and | |
| you want me gone. | |
| But there's nothing you can do. | |
| I am the one you fear, the one you fear. | |
| I am the one you fear, the one you fear. | |
| You're blinded by your kind. | |
| Altogether so astray. | |
| Owner of a programmed mind. | |
| Don't know night from day. | |
| Night from day. | |
| What happened to us all? | |
| Who's got the right to say? | |
| How we should behave. | |
| So we can all be enslaved. | |
| Be enslaved. | |
| You can't look at what you've made. | |
| But you know I'm part of you. | |
| I know you wish me dead and | |
| you want me gone. | |
| But there's nothing you can do. | |
| I am the one you fear, the one you fear. | |
| I am the one you fear, the one you fear. |