[Intro: chopped vocal samples, claps, bouncing bass] [glitch] Odd. Odd. Odd. Thank God. [Verse 1] I never learned the proper shape for fitting neatly into place. My colors spill outside the lines, my clocks all keep unusual time. I talk too much, I think too fast, collect strange treasures from the past. I zig when everybody zags and wear my questions like a flag. [Pre-Chorus: layered vocals] Why sand the edges? Why dim the glow? If everybody matched, what would anybody know? [Chorus: huge harmonies] LET YOUR WEIRD OUT! Turn it up loud! Wear every crooked little angle proud. Dance off the beat, sing out of key, be the strange little miracle you came here to be. LET YOUR WEIRD OUT! No disguise. There are galaxies behind unusual eyes. Perfect is boring, normal is small. Bring your glorious nonsense, bring it all! [Post-Chorus: polyrhythmic bass + vocal chops] [glitch vocals] Too much! Too strange! Stay that way! [Verse 2] Some people build a careful wall, paint it beige and call it all. I want the room with crooked stairs, neon socks and folding chairs. Give me thinkers talking sideways, dreamers finding hidden highways, people laughing much too loud, beautifully wrong inside the crowd. [Bridge: stop-start drums, vocoder] Maybe awkward is a rhythm nobody learned to count. Maybe weird is just a signal turned unusually loud. [Layered choir] Different! Different! Different! [Final Chorus] LET YOUR WEIRD OUT! Shake the frame! You were never born to play the safest game. Make your own beat, bend every rule, turn every strange little feature into something cool. LET YOUR WEIRD OUT! Let it shine. Your crooked little frequency might harmonize with mine. [Outro: glitched choir] Stay strange. Stay bright. Stay beautifully out of line.
