It’s night, I’m underneath street lights, no place for me to hide, but all of this is mine
She said, go out and earn some bread, no place to rest my head, but somehow I’m not dead
I’m letting go, I’m getting ready to put on a show, I’m rested from the time, that I spent outside
I’ve got enough, love inside my heart, my wallet is still dry, but now I love my life
Carried out into the dark cold world, I refused to shut down my heart
I refused to obey the rules, I refused to lay down and die, I refused to hide
I was Looking out for any sign that might help me out, I refused to return to the start
I refused to flunk out of this school, I refused to refuse to try, I became who I was inside
It’s fair, you’re underneath the cares, no doubt that you should stare, but I insist I’m there
They said, go out and make your mark, no place that you can’t start, but somehow you got scared
But, you’re letting go, of all that they have told you to know, the birds are writing songs, the crowds stare at their phones
We’ve got enough, to go around, and we’re picking up, the pieces of their hearts, we’ve got all that we need
Outcast, I love you, you’re gorgeous and lonely, you’re beautiful just as You are
Parodies cruel, we’re the sideshow, remember those nights in December, when we could Outlast, I saved you, and you saved me too, we were huddled up just to stay warm, the
Irony’s cruel, man, in order to live, we must give up our grasping for, or give up our soul
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