Adema - Freaking Out
I was so much an outcast
No one ever liked me cause I wasn`t wanted
I was so different from the rest of them 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
Spinning round, spinning round, I`ve fallen down
I cannot seem to keep from freaking out
You keep shootin` those glances
Relating to the rawness of a fuckin` 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
It seems like you don`t have the time to relate to my kind
I`m not a dumb fool in your life
Why am I even trying?
I`m crying out, I`m crying out
I cannot seem to keep from freaking out
Spinning round, spinning round, I`ve fallen down
I cannot seem to keep from freaking out
I`m trippin` out, I`m trippin` out
I cannot seem to keep from freaking out
Coming down, breaking down
I`ve hit the ground
I cannot seem to keep from freaking out
Now do you trip?
Are you still tripping on me?
Now do you trip?
Why are you tripping on me?
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