In a tight room touching his wounds
Looking straight into a mirror
So exhausted
Facing himself in an old picture
Almost becoming a creature
Thinking If he can handle it
There is no heartbeat I can keep
My throat is dry and I can't scream
And my head can't stop thinking
Everything is wrong but I wanna change this
The outcast
Least of the last
An outcast
From the everyday hustle
From a life of pure struggle
In the edge of a building
Trying to find a single meaning
Vision keeps fading
Hands start sweating
The void is taking over
Now your game is over
The outcast
Least of the last
An outcast
Gotta get used to the same old fears
To be rejected by the one I wish were here
Feel the hatred going through the body
Discomposure and injustice
And you feeling sorry
No one can steal
Who you are
No one can be
The man you are
Stop walk around just like a shadow
Just because around is terror
Willing to keep going forward
Never stand if it doesn't represent
Heads up strong in your beliefs
An outcast straight to victory
