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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dave DeRoo
Dave DeRoo
Bass
Kris Kohls
Kris Kohls
Drums
Mark Chavez
Mark Chavez
Lead Vocals
Mike Ransom
Mike Ransom
Rhythm Guitar
Tim Fluckey
Tim Fluckey
Lead Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adema
Adema
Composer
Bill Appleberry
Bill Appleberry
Songwriter
Dave DeRoo
Dave DeRoo
Songwriter
Kris Kohls
Kris Kohls
Songwriter
Mark Chavez
Mark Chavez
Songwriter
Mike Ransom
Mike Ransom
Songwriter
Tim Fluckey
Tim Fluckey
Songwriter
Shannah Miller
Shannah Miller
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tobias Miller
Tobias Miller
Producer
Bill Appleberry
Bill Appleberry
Producer
Brian Cook
Brian Cook
Assistant Engineer
Alan Moulder
Alan Moulder
Mixing Engineer
Tom Stanley
Tom Stanley
Assistant Engineer
Dave Collins
Dave Collins
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

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 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
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 tripping out, I'm tripping 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
Your dreamy dreads
Are you still tripping on me?
You're drinking dread
Are you still tripping on me?
Now do you drift?
Are you still tripping on me?
Now do you drift?
Why are you tripping on me?!
I was so much an outcast
Find a way to make it right
I was so much an outcast
I can't seem to find a way to make it right
I was so much an outcast
No one ever liked me
I can't find a way to make it right
I was so much an outcast
I can't seem to find a way to make it right
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 tripping out, I'm tripping 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
I'm crying out, I'm crying out, I'm crying out
Freaking out
Coming down, breaking down
I've hit the ground
I cannot seem to keep from freaking out
Written by: Adema, Bill Appleberry
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