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To Fit In

 

To Fit In

(album: B-Sides & Rarities Vol.4 [2006-2016] - 2016)


Struggling to find acceptance
I'm defining neglected rights
Objective socially I'm kind of skeptic
But what do I know? What do I know?
It's like I'm staring at this big completed perfect jigsaw puzzle
Thinking simply to myself
"Like hold on, homie, where the fuck do I go?"
Wait, where do I go?

Same mask, eyes gazing out the stained glass
Life's a journey and sometimes I wished this plane crashed
I don't got a lot of friends I barely make cash
In other words in my society I'm straight ass
I'm pretty bad at it
I'm like a crack addict without the bad habit
I'm like a mad hatter without the hat, standing
In the middle of this big machine that never needed me
Now it's eating me away inside before deleting me
I'm just another body, another part of city scenery
Feeling life is pretty foreign to me though I seem to bleed
People mean to me but I'm not sure what that should mean to me
I'm just tryna find my way
So I grind away, day to night, and then night to day
Blazing past a lotta hate
Tryna show outside I can
Even when inside I can't
Life is not an anime

Struggling to find acceptance
I'm defining neglected rights
Objective socially I'm kind of skeptic
But what do I know? What do I know? (Know, know, know)
It's like I'm staring at this big completed perfect jigsaw puzzle
Thinking simply to myself
"Like hold on, homie, where the fuck do I go?" (Go)
Wait, where do I go? (Go)

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