Outsider

maybe some day I'll stop hurting who's to say I can't really look let me keep on searching I've been having urges getting these calls must be urgent voices tellin me to keep on hurting let me on lurking see who's in the shadows let's keep on lurching voices goin crazy its them wacko's get rid of them as I shoot with these arrows stop tellin to do bad things someone once said its good to have sins can't be evil give me my wings I've been shattered into a thousand pieces my heart feeling so low it had just been battered I'm sadden everything building up in madness everything in life just happens just really imagine stop saying I'm an outsider I'm broken for what chop it down straight to the body to my gut smokin it out like a cigarette butt picture us when we argue we like to fuss not sayin it just to be sayin give me a min while I'm spittin fire flame is reachin call me mr jack reacher about to be ur teacher spittin some knowledge comin thru with the new school that is solid stop tryin to copy everything that is so sloppy giving me sloppy toppy must be really naughty santa ain't comin thru this year let's get something clear don't appear don't raise ur glass for a cheer thinkin its okay when u really grinding my gears hurting my ears with those fake ass tears blaming me for stuff when u gonna stop let me give u mad props thought u had it figured out but really do not