MISFITS

Screwed up
Misfits
Ain't nowhere to fit in
Genius
Dimwits
Brain dead that's my condition
I don't know where I'm sposta go from here
Can't slow down it's a long way home
It's a cold, cold world and we can't keep actin
Like we don't see what's about to happen
We know
Love is war, nuclear reaction
Ain't got no taste, no satisfaction
Bout to clock out now, and hit the back door racing
Can't call a doctor
I got no patience
Feel the outdoor on my face like blankets
Always show love cuz a smiles contagious
I came up fast and high
Caught a head rush
I skipped the class then I
Grabbed my sketchbook
Fly, can't be last so I
Get ahead, book ass straight to class and I
Ditch the next one
Like Professor X, my mind is my weapon
Grind til I'm blessed, love life's imperfections
Outshine the rest
The light, bright impressions
I might inspire the next life to test us
Screwed up
Misfits
Ain't nowhere to fit in
Genius
Dimwits
Brain dead that's my condition
I don't know where I'm sposta go from here
Can't slow down it's a long way home
Someday I'ma ball so hard like soccer
Kick holes in walls my balls go thru lockers
Mind high up in the sky, flying saucer
I can't come down, if I ain't offered
Where my landing pad?
When I land, I'ma kick it like a hackey sack
And if you're cool get my back like a jacket rack
Never need to stunt man, call me Jackie Chan
Oh
They call me DJ, that's my initials
My competition
Unlocked potential
Only time I can fight's if I fight to win, no
Time to unwind, just time to uplift yo
I'd like to right my wrongs by the fistful
Right swipe my life and retry no miss
No half assed attempts or fake friends get in though
How can I pretend we don't end the winners?
Screwed up
Misfits
Ain't nowhere to fit in
Genius
Dimwits
Brain dead that's my condition
I don't know where I'm sposta go from here
Can't slow down it's a long way home
Screwed up
Misfits
Ain't nowhere to fit in



Credits
Writer(s): Derrek Thomas Jensen, Erick Carlson
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