Outsiders

I was standing in the town where I was born
A blue town in a red state in my troubled south
I can't relate to calling or a faith in vain
That's for kings and politicians and preachers anyway

I was on the outside looking in
I was troubled until the end
All the believers (are lost again)

We are afraid of the unknown
How can we deny ourselves because we can't let go
I can't relate to calling or a faith in vain
That's for kings and politicians and preachers anyway

I was on the outside looking in
I was troubled until the end
All the believers (are lost again)
I can't pretend that this all makes sense
That this all one big wish
I won't bow, kneel, or give in

I was on the outside looking in
I was troubled until the end
All the believers (are lost again)
I can't pretend that this all makes sense
That this all one big wish
I won't bow, kneel, or give in



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Writer(s): Dylan Kight
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