Faith in a line of fire of heresy Ashamed to give it another shot Bold moves hardly start out carefully Afraid of becoming something that they're not Strange old ground got a little too familiar now Stroll on, we don't belong here Stroll on, we'll fall apart here Stroll on, we don't belong here Stroll on, stroll on, stroll on ♪ Can you feel the weight on your shoulder lift? Nobody's holding the line Some doubts just serve as a hypnotist Till hope can wake up your mind Same old sounds getting all a little too familiar now Stroll on, we don't belong here Stroll on, we'll fall apart here Stroll on, we don't belong here Stroll on, stroll on, stroll on ♪ And stroll, stroll, stroll on And stroll, stroll, stroll on And stroll, stroll, stroll on ♪ Stroll on Stroll on ♪ Stroll on Stroll on