MISFIT
So I stopped pretending
This back-over bending
Trying to fit in somewhere
Only to find there is no fit anywhere
I'm a misfit
With a great spirit
The war in my head
It's real
Each day I swing negative thoughts to positive
Consciously continuously meticulously
Cause I'm a misfit
With a great spirit
The contemporary painting
of pink sheep in my living room
Symbolizes the rest of the world
Who follow the rules just to fit in
Who live their lives to obey
Ridiculous rules placed upon them
Without giving anything any thought
They're just doing what they were taught
And some of them seem happy
As in living happily ever after, I see
How can this be? It truly puzzles me
Oh I stopped pretending
This back over bending
Trying to fit in somewhere
I'm a misfit
With a great spirit
The war in my head
It's real
Each day I swing negative thoughts to positive
Consciously continuously meticulously
Cause I'm a misfit
With a great spirit
But as truth to be told
As I grow old
Older and older
Bolder and bolder
It's become apparent, I just don't fit in
Not here, not there, not anywhere
I'm a misfit
With a great spirit
The war in my head
It's real
Each day I swing negative thoughts to positive
Consciously continuously meticulously
Cause I'm a misfit
With a great spirit
People they come
And it's fun
Till they go
And that's the only life I know
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Vocals and music production with use of AI. Lyrics @Myrthe Buijs
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