Listen to me and my phrase,
Kill the treble and cut that bass,
Else you wont hear my song.
Of all my colours that were faint,
You always had your complaints,
I aint gonna stick arnd for long.
One life to live, had things to see,
Brought to the book for being me,
Judge me,
With a closed mind and a dropped jaw,
For I'm the odd one out, the one outlaw.
Kiss me,
Try hard but there remains hate raw,
For I'm the odd one out, the one outlaw.
And I'm blamed for your today,
Its all my fault you say,
Ever cared to look at life from my side?
Somethings tend to remain,
In my memory as pain,
And it is kinda tough for me to hide.
One life to live, had things to see,
Brought to the book for being me,
Judge me,
With a closed mind and a dropped jaw,
For I'm the odd one out, the one outlaw.
Kiss me,
Try hard but there remains hate raw,
For I'm the odd one out, the one outlaw..
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