Diatribe The Phantom Stranger - Outsider

They don't they don't they don't know
They don't they don't they don't know
They don't they don't they don't know
They don't know me no they don't
They don't they don't they don't know
They don't they don't they don't know
They don't they don't they don't know
They don't know me no they don't
They call me outsider
The constant outsider
Cause I'm the outsider
I'm the outsider
Learning how to live with doing music as a hobby
And moving as a zombie
I Doodled on a bag
To use as a sloppy
Human mask you sit back and watch me
And wrongly drew conclusions
While they're clocking what I'm doing
Wasn't seeking your approval
But I knew you'd have some comments
But you won't stepping to me like you we have a problem
I'm screwy as a bottle top clog me up with clothe
Call Mark the Molotov lit the fuse spark me
And threw It at the audience
I'm walking through the hall
Wander through the lobby
They're locking all the doors
Ain't no room for acting cocky any more
I got a scores to settle and I'm ready for a war
You should call the army
But before you get all bothered know I talk in metaphors
I wrote this for my peace of mind it wasn't meant for yours
But if you want a piece of mine then you better get in line
Cause my entire life's been a fight to get more than I could buy
Despite being poor
I've weathered storms and arrived at the port
I'm lunar as the moon at night
When the mood is right and the light begins to wane
And strain to view the sky
They say that I'm insane
I'm Labeled like lunatic Presumed a loon to crucified
For doing things the way I chose to
You and I are not the same
In any way
But anyways who can say who is right
They don't they don't they don't know
They don't they don't they don't know
They don't they don't they don't know
They don't know me no they don't
They don't they don't they don't know
They don't they don't they don't know
They don't they don't they don't know
They don't know me no they don't
They call me Outsider
The constant outsider
Cause I'm the outsider
I'm the outsider
I'm just trying to make a high light reel
So in the twilight of my life I watch my film
And I might feel it was all right alright it's not ideal
Life's not fare that's the cross I bare
When I walk through the room caught some hard-eyed stares
And frost bite from all my peers
Who thought I might not belong right here
But all y'all must got the wrong idea
Cause I'm not scared yo I don't care
I'll fight you all night with arms tied
I'll not yield
The man behind the iron mask and the fiber glass
The fire catching tire slashing psychopath with a violent past
the broken hearted
Am I so bad that they wants to sign my cast
No they'd rather cast me out
I try to laugh and smile at the wild assumptions
Making asses out of half the crowd
That gather round to watch the magic happen
like ima pull a rabbit out my cap and bounce
I'm just going for my goals
And that's they only hat tricks That should count
I don't see you as a threat
You're not a challenge
I don't have to ask for help


Written by:
The Stranger

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Diatribe The Phantom Stranger

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