Falling Out Of Fitting In Lyrics - Singles - Outcast Youth

Chorus 

I'm falling out of fitting in, 

The worlds so fake and I'm sick of it, 

I have no friends, I won't pretend, 

I'll be gone when the music ends 

Verse 1 

When I was fifteen no one ever kissed me, 

People dismissed me, just another pipsqueak, 

Before I emceed I was just an angry, 

Teenage boy listening to the ataris, 

Up in my room I would lock the door, 

Shadow box my demons and write on walls, 

I got sick of fakeness so I stopped faking, 

Told the whole world how I felt with a blade an', 

In the end when it all came down, 

My friends stopped calling when I wouldn't play out, 

Always had a problem with making the effort, 

Cuz I, hate rejection and hate to be messed with, 

I disengage, myself from society, 

Withdraw alone and go home quietly, 

I can't be arsed wit keepin up appearances, 

So I'm gone in another disappearing act. 

Chorus 

I'm falling out of fitting in, 

I've taught myself how to walk again, 

I have no friends, I won't pretend, 

I'll be gone when the music ends 

Verse 2 

Me against the world, Me against authority, 

Me against myself cause I hate conformity, 

I couldn't care about playing the game, 

I pay no lip service, neither ask or take, 

I've never kissed ass but I've kicked a few, 

People hate cause I won't do what they tell me to, 

I'm a man and I won't be pushed around, 

I won't let other people try to bring me down, 

I stand up for myself and all that is right, 

When it comes down to it, my art is my life, 

I like to write about my heart and emotions, 

Share it with the world for kids across oceans, 

Who relate to every word that I say, 

Cause they're going through it too and they feel the same way, 

Who write to me telling me their life has changed, 

Since they heard my words & they felt my pain! 

Chorus 

I'm falling out of fitting in, 

I've talked myself out of mixing in, 

I have no friends, I won't pretend, 

I'll be gone when the music ends 

Verse 3 

My life without music? Something I can't imagine, 

Where would I be in this life without rapping? 

I'll tell you something, I probably wouldn't be here, 

Without Outcast Youth I would disappear, 

Cause even when I'm in a room full of people, 

I still feel alone and I don't wanna speak to em, 

I guess depression is a hell of a disease, 

And being withdrawn comes easy to me, 

But I do find a form of release, 

In every single cd and song I release, 

Knowing that my voice made a change in the world, 

My inbox full of emails from girls, 

It makes me feel good but my sadness remains, 

And when I go home everythings still the same, 

Writing in this pad as I plan my escape, 

I'll be gone when the music fades.