Can i sit down with you?...
no i can't, so what do i do?...
i dont really fit in anywhere...
sometimes i really,i really don't care...
"good, go to your little friends house!"
sometimes its better not to stare...
im an outcast at life...
"bitch i dont wanna see you agian anyway!"
im an outcast at my own life...
i think i should just give up...
"was it worth it, huh was it?"
slit my wrist twice...
"i hope your happy"
im stile just an outcast at life...
"you owe me one man, you really owe me"
i sit down at the edge of the street curb...
no one cares, anymore...
"i just spent money on you, give me a break!"
and i dont think i care, anymore...
"damn, you need a new style"
when i get older ill become another loser...
like ever one else, at life...
"i haven't seen you for three weeks now your going to come to me acting like were best friends agian!?!"
friends will die,
but familys will never die...
"were like brothers, brothers man!...tile the day we die!"
everthing you know about them,
is just a lie...
true friends are really,
not your friends at all...
"i hate you, i really hate you!"
so why are you stile standing there?...
cant you see we no longer are exsiting?...
"when you die, i wanna die too.."
"i wanna die..."
"i wanna die!"
im an outcast at life..
maybe ill make it,
in another life
"life is only as real as your brain tells you it is"
outcast, at life...