I was that kid sittin' over in the corner. Smiling with a shit-eating grin. And I was that kid smilin' In the back of class. 'Cause I'm flyin' on mescaline.
Ahh. Ahh. . What, what, what, what?. You tell me, I've been walkin' on a railin'. Been excellin' at failin'. That I think wrong, I don't belong. I don't fit, I don't give a shit.