Lyrics
I'll never win a Fist Fight
I anticipate never winning a physical altercation.
I'll never be a runner
I don't aspire to be a competitive runner.
I wake up in the yard most nights
I frequently wake up outdoors, symbolizing a chaotic or disordered life.
Painted different colors
My experiences are diverse and varied, like different painted colors.
And I refuse to be,
I am determined not to repeat past mistakes.
The fool again
I won't be foolish or gullible again.
A change you'll see
There will be a noticeable change in me.
But you know me
Despite changes, my core identity remains unchanged.
I am the bully
I acknowledge that I can act as a bully in certain situations.
I am the victim
I also recognize myself as a victim in different circumstances.
I condense my whole world down
I simplify and confine my entire world, trapping it.
And put it in a prison
My experiences are confined, possibly due to self-imposed limitations.
If you're someone who is freakless
If you lack unconventional qualities, you may not relate or appreciate me.
You probably wouldn't like me
We may have differences, and it's not the right time for agreement.
Lets agree to disagree this isn't good timing
We may not agree on certain matters at this moment.
And I find myself a mystery
I am a puzzle to myself, stuck in repetitive patterns.
That I keep on repeating
I seem to rediscover a crucial point in my life without a clear reason.
It's like I lost and found that point
There's a sense of unpredictability in my victories and losses.
For no apparent reason
I experience shifts without apparent causes.
And you might think
People may perceive me negatively, perhaps associating me with addiction.
Of me a little junky
However, their judgment isn't entirely inaccurate.
But you're not far off
Some individuals label me as slightly crazy.
Some people tend to call me
People refer to me in certain ways.
A little insane
There's a perception that I exhibit signs of insanity.
But forever I am Golden
Despite challenges, I possess enduring value and strength.
I could never Glisten
I cannot achieve a sparkling or radiant state.
In my mind there is not a thing like
In my mind, there's no concept of having too much in my system.
Too much in my system
I am surrounded by those without unconventional qualities.
If you're someone who is freakless
(Refrain)
You somehow surround me
People around me test my resilience and character.
Putting me up baby to the test
They challenge me, and I decide to leave it all behind.
I guess I'll put it all behind me
I choose to move forward and not dwell on the past.
I am the convict, and I am my own prison
I am both the perpetrator and the confined entity.
It's like missile strike right into my mind in the middle of a crisis
A powerful impact disrupts my thoughts in the midst of a crisis.
And if you're putting on that black dress, you don't have to remind me
A reminder about dressing up and its associated memories.
I guess i'm not really trying to die. And that's a better feeling, yeah
I don't actively seek death, and this realization brings relief.
Getting out of the city
I'm leaving the urban environment.
Breaking out of the prison
I'm breaking free from self-imposed restrictions.
Spreading my mind and heart around
I'm expanding my thoughts and emotions.
Break it into pieces
I'm breaking everything into fragments.
Yeah I'm leaving on that next train
I'm embarking on a journey, leaving for the unknown.
Out to where the sun ends
Heading towards the horizon where the sun sets.
Collect my things
Gathering my belongings before departure.
Give it all away
Generously giving away everything I possess.
Put me out of your vision.
Requesting to be
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