Texty: Puddle Of Mudd. Life On Display. Freak Of The World.

Don't want the sun to shine upon my face
And I see your eyes and their glazy haze
Your lips don't move but I hear what you're saying
I look outside through the razor blades

And I crawl and I scrape and I feel for you
But there's nothing there's nothing that I can do

I'm a freak
I'm the freak of the world
I'm a freak
Freak of the world

Stars are shining oh so bright
And I don't think every thing's alright
And I can't wake up 'cause I dream all night
Yeah you're in my way and I can't get bye

And I beg and I cheat and I steal for you
But there's nothing there's nothing that I can do

I'm a freak
I'm the freak of the world
I'm the freak of the world
I'm the freak of the world

And there's nothing I can say
And there's nothing you can do
And there's nothing I can say or do
'Cause I'm the freak of the world

Don't want the sun to shine upon my face
And I see your eyes and their glazy haze
Your lips don't move but I hear what you're saying
I look out side through the razor blades

And I try through the razor blades
And I scream through the razor blades
And I move through the razor blades
I can see I can see your face

I'm the freak of the world
I'm the freak of the world
I'm the freak of the world

And there is nothing I can say
And there is nothing you can do
And there is nothing I can say or do
'Cause I'm the freak of the world

I'm a freak of the world
I'm a freak of the world
I'm a freak of the world
I'm a freak of the world
I'm a freak