Different Worlds

I saw you begging on the street,
With muddy hands, muddy feet.
So broken, desperate, in despair,
But I just don’t really care.
You ask for help, I wonder why,
I look away, I walk on by.
But as for me, I’ll be alright,
I will sleep so soundly tonight.

You’re gone and forgotten.
You’re gone and forgotten.

Because you and me, we’re not the same,
Different worlds, different names.
Different lives, different faces,
We’re running different races.
But I made my life,
And made my way,
And I don’t think twice,
‘Cause I’m doing great.

I saw you there on the stairs,
Such dirty hands, dirty hair.
Grubby kid at your side,
Grubby hands opened wide.
I don’t know you and I won’t help,
So go bother someone else,
Because this life is what you choose,
Whether you win, whether you lose.

This was your own doing.
This was your own doing.

Because you and me, we’re not the same,
Different worlds, different names.
Different lives, different faces,
We’re running different races.
But I made my life,
And made my way,
And I don’t think twice,
‘Cause I’m doing great.

So why are you here, in front of me,
Looking up so longingly?
Don’t cry or waste my time,
I’ve earned all that’s mine!
So why are you here, in front of me?
Looking up desperately?
I’m not one for empathy?
You’re hurting, but that’s not on me.

Because you and me, we’re not the same,
Different worlds, different names.
Different lives, different faces,
We’re running different races.
But I made my life,
And made my way,
And I don’t think twice,
‘Cause I’m doing great.

I’m doing great!
I’m doing great!