I`m not here to live other lives

Did not come here to work my way down
Not to slip away like what you think
Does not fit in your so-called life
I ask not to stay in it
Even if they throw the presents for me…
This feeling for me is so strong
Sometimes someone will like a wind and renew the city’s streets
And I take myself with the place that I used to do so
Why do you think that I breathe
You and they live on the talk
Even if you offered me an invitation so I would say no