The Outsider
I'm on the outside, I'm on the outside
But I'm looking in
If I go to war with myself
If I go to war with myself
I'm on the outside, I'm on the outside
Where do I fit in?
If I go to war with myself
If I go to war with myself
You want nothing to do with me 'cause I'm not what you want me to be
It's causing me bodily harm, I doubt myself constantly
I don't owe an apology, I don't want mediocrity
'Cause it's looked at so commonly as a goddamn atrocity
I'm a nomad from no man's land
And life ain't so bad when you're dealt a dead man's hand
Just a nomad from no man's land
And life ain't so bad when you're dealt a dead man's hand
Tell me what you want me to be
Tell me what you want me to be
Tell me what you want me to be
Tell me what you want me to be
I'm on the outside, I'm on the outside
But I'm looking in
If I go to war with myself
If I go to war with myself
I'm on the outside, I'm on the outside
Where do I fit in?
If I go to war with myself
If I go to war with myself
You couldn't walk in my shoes even if you think that you could
And you could never stand in the places I stood
To you, I'm just a nobody, I'm not any good
And you'll never understand me if I'm misunderstood
I'm a nomad from no man's land
And life ain't so bad when you're dealt a dead man's hand
Just a nomad from no man's land
And life ain't so bad when you're dealt a dead man's hand
I'm on the outside, I'm on the outside
But I'm looking in
If I go to war with myself
If I go to war with myself
I'm on the outside, I'm on the outside
Where do I fit in?
But I'm looking in
If I go to war with myself
If I go to war with myself
I'm on the outside, I'm on the outside
Where do I fit in?
If I go to war with myself
If I go to war with myself
You want nothing to do with me 'cause I'm not what you want me to be
It's causing me bodily harm, I doubt myself constantly
I don't owe an apology, I don't want mediocrity
'Cause it's looked at so commonly as a goddamn atrocity
I'm a nomad from no man's land
And life ain't so bad when you're dealt a dead man's hand
Just a nomad from no man's land
And life ain't so bad when you're dealt a dead man's hand
Tell me what you want me to be
Tell me what you want me to be
Tell me what you want me to be
Tell me what you want me to be
I'm on the outside, I'm on the outside
But I'm looking in
If I go to war with myself
If I go to war with myself
I'm on the outside, I'm on the outside
Where do I fit in?
If I go to war with myself
If I go to war with myself
You couldn't walk in my shoes even if you think that you could
And you could never stand in the places I stood
To you, I'm just a nobody, I'm not any good
And you'll never understand me if I'm misunderstood
I'm a nomad from no man's land
And life ain't so bad when you're dealt a dead man's hand
Just a nomad from no man's land
And life ain't so bad when you're dealt a dead man's hand
I'm on the outside, I'm on the outside
But I'm looking in
If I go to war with myself
If I go to war with myself
I'm on the outside, I'm on the outside
Where do I fit in?
Credits
Writer(s): Griffin B Boice, Jordon Kristopher Terrell
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