Does my language differ so?
My accent does a bit, I know
But the accent's all for you

I'll speak my mind
In whatever voice you like
And I can't seem to find
Where it is the words are changing on you

You plant these accidental rhymes
In my head
And write them out
And I see shapes inside my words
And I begin to doubt I said them

The language means nothing
If the accent is unstable
And the tone is telling everyone something

Different(ly)