Lyrics:
One, two, three kick it
Hey yo Dre what's going on man what's going on
Hey what'cha all gonna do for this last record
No tell what'cha all gonna
at sundown
This misfit heart was made for you
Got cut up rough in that roadside cafe
With the miniature legionnaires
I only had money for one small coffee
Many a winter I have weathered passed down what I know
So I know this will be my last one
Many a beast I have speared but now I lay it down
Passed
a shit
Ima chase my bag Ima fucking misfit
Ima fucking misfit, I don't need nobody
Spend my days alone, I don't trust nobody
You could be the one, you
one pan
'Cause I'mma be as hungry as the last man
A young but I'm the nigga with the damn plan
I keep it G like a crip in the '80s
And man I beat your
reality
I glance a world as a recent lit star
I am swallowed by universe"
A vacant eye caught the last moonlight
A wish to die to be shining
Traffic lights governed by
Mechanical algorithms
Squeezed on the asphalt
Covered by a carpet of clouds
So I saw pieces of rags
Carry their burdens
searching into you and ached a while
I watch his lips caress the glass,
His fingers stroke its stem and pass
To lift a cigarette at last, he dries his
Selling my soul
And do not regret
Driving by snow
Life with no consequence
Walking where there is no soil
Stuck where I can hold on
Fearing for
Shadow, trust in the words I say, we will prevail
Outcasts of society we wear it with pride
Misfits by design, on this wild ride
Rejecting conformity, we
you my love
(So strong)
When we are together
(So real)
I've never known it better
A love like ours can surely last
Until the end of time
I stand eyes wide open
You question why I stare
Any tongues I unbraid will simply be transient
So can we dance one last time
Can we touch
Two lovers plan to meet in secret
In another part of town
Last night gave her a little
But its all forgetten now
Why try
But in case if you're
Bullshit, yuh
It's a full clip, yuh
I ain't playin' by the rules
I'm a misfit, yuh
Get your neck split
Feel your- feel your wrist slit
I don't need
this tryin' to dismantle all the lyricists
Catch the cock but not he cold cock of a double barrel
'Cause you cuttin' us off like Hunt's disease by bone
you're givin' me, you're givin' me the real thing
As mornin' greets us with its song, I'm woken by your sweet caress
There in the sunshine of your smile,
me the real thing)
You're givin' me the real thing
As mornin' greets us with its song
I'm waken by your sweet caress
There in the sunshine
last caress
Crystalline ship, the doors closed on the left
Right for each other, eternity spent
Together born from the dawn 'til the end
I don't trip out
Roll up, roll up
The greatest show on earth
Animals, clowns, freaks, misfits, contortionists
Fun for all the family
Currently residing in
by Her cross on the wall
And should She awake, through embrace or mistake
She would take Jesus
Bless foot forward and all
Sibilant and at last
to be hero you fight for the lie
Manifested by ego controlled like its kite
The truth needs a hero to save the day
I always been a misfit anyway so I'll
But don't be deceived
She'll grab you by the throat
They'll ask where you were last seen
Siren of the ocean
Siren of the sea
Siren of the snowbank
She
through the glass
Now I'll snatch
One last whisper
Of your voice
As I pretend
Your aftermath
Decided to stay right by my side
My sweet life
I can feel
Our skin hasn’t felt the sun
We must forget the lie their shadows draw
The lie their shadows draw
Air
Caress us before
We kill the earth
And our sun is
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