Adema

I was so much an outcast
No one ever liked me 'cause I wasn't wanted
I was so different from the rest of 'em all
Fucked up on the drugs from all the speed
And I never got no sleep
'Cause I kept on trippin' over what they said
And everything that my mom said made me mad
And everything that my dad said made me sad
Why am I even trying
I'm crying out, I'm crying out
I cannot seem to keep from freaking out
You keep from shootin' those glances
Relating to the rawness of a fucking lost kid
Trying so hard to become just like me
Talk like me, walk like me
You keep trippin' on everything I wear
Every time I swear, even when it comes to my hair