First I thought they were God, cause they gave me food.
Then I thought they were fun, cause they make me laugh
Then I knew they were savage, cause they stole from me
Then I knew they were perfect, cause we were meant to be
Then they seemed possessed,
and then they seemed deranged,
again they appeared angelic
and once again too strange.

People are really weird and hard to categorize
They’re either very helping or totally in the way
I don’t even know if I belong or what I’m supposed to say,
What are people anyway ?