Misfit Lyrics

Dan Bull Misfit

Oh, sod it, it hurts but I'll reveal the truth Sometimes I'd like to curl up and be a recluse I mean it, it isn't simply an excuse I'm really feeling too weak to deal with you Do you see what I've been reduced to? A shadow of myself with the bleakest future I zone out, open myself And only hope someone else knows what I'm about It's lonely when you've felt so low you can't help But want to go for broke, and throw in the towel Go to the cabinet, open the tablets Overdose and lay comatose in the bath with the tap running That's not what I planned when I had hope though I once was the man in the photo Laughing with no load on my back and no hassle And the path to my happiness, that was still open In the past had I known that all that was over Perhaps I'd have known how to claw back those years I was sober, no drugs, I had a girlfriend But now I'm a loner that hopes the world ends How did I fall into all this torment I never portended this result then I wanted four kids, a mortgage, a crib with all the fittings But all I'm getting's more bored and morbid According to laws of physics actions all cause others Yeah? So howcome I don't have some sort of lover? It's all just rubbish, all religions and philosophical offerings Of knowledge on the source of our suffering It's just a thing thought up by people who lie to decieve All the world to lie at their feet So I'm actually beginning to believe That perhaps it's time for me to leave

Cos I'm a misfit - I'm not an alpha male Misfit - my health's too frail I'm a misfit - worn out and pale Misfit - I'm bound to fail

I'm a misfit - your inane conversation Misfit - puts a strain on my patience I'm a misfit - please take me away from all Misfit - this pain and frustration I'm a misfit

Do I freak you out with what I speak about? Like I'm not even allowed to reveal myself Cos it breaches how people seem to chat It seems they really don't want to hear the real Dan But piss off, I'm just not interested in small talk I'd much more discuss thoughts on Bush, war and such All the fuss all you f..cks all get flustered with football Means f..ck all to me cos it's just sport, and that's all Don't you ever sit and think about the bigger things And how to figure things out that aren't just physical? The little bit of history we fit into How we're writ into it, and what it means to us I feel I don't ever belong, what a misfit But see, don't get me wrong, I'm not a thick kid Cross my fingers, I've got witnesses of this I think it's some kind of condition or sickness That inhibits my ability to fit in with hip kids Sit and sip drinks without feeling ridiculous Is there something I've missed, is this all just a trick? Can you all just admit that you're being pricks For shits and giggles? It itches and niggles This list of questions, riddles and things That fill my head and inner sense with visions of maliciousness With this malevolence I'm stripped of my innocence The pinnacle thing beginning my wishlist's A vision in which I'm just hindered with less stress So if I sink into and addiction and alcoholism Can I be forgiven for wishing to skip this Abyss of decisions? This piteous pit Full of pissy and shit citizens Cos if this planet I've seen's the epitome of existence Then shit, you can literally sit and spin on it

I'm a misfit - I'm not an alpha male Misfit - my health's too frail I'm a misfit - worn out and pale Misfit - I'm bound to fail

I'm a misfit - your inane conversation Misfit - puts a strain on my patience I'm a misfit - please take me away from all Misfit - this pain and frustration

Cos if this planet I've seen's the epitome of existence Then shit, you can literally sit and spin on it