Outcasts

alternative rock, power pop, pop-punk, emo, hard rock, arena rock

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(Intro)
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(Verse 1)
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Walkin' down the hall, they don't even see me
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Like I'm a ghost, a glitch in the scenery
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Slipped in the back of the class again
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Got a new Dungeons and Dragons game for my friends
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They're playin' football, they're doin' the sports
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They're talkin' 'bout girls, with their fancy shorts
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Me, I'm just lookin' at my scuffed-up Vans
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And wonderin' if they'd understand

(Verse 2)
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She sits by the window, got a notebook in hand
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Drawin' strange creatures from some distant land
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He's wearin' a shirt from some band I don't know
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Got a chipped front tooth and a righteous glow
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They call us the strange ones, they call us the "geeks"
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They say we're not cool, and they give us their sneaks
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But they don't know the secrets we hide in our minds
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The worlds that we build, and the treasures we find

(Guitar Solo)

(A-D-A-E progression, simple, melodic, and slightly fuzzy)

(Bridge)
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And maybe one day, they'll all understand
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That the world needs more than the popular brand
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Needs dreamers and painters and kids who just think
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And stand on the edge, right on the brink
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Of somethin' new, somethin' true and strange
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Somethin' that's outside of their tiny little range

(Chorus)
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Whoa-oh, we're the weirdos, the losers, the freaks
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The ones who don't talk for like two whole weeks
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Got our own language, our own kinda creed
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We're plantin' a strange and wonderful seed
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Yeah, we're the outcasts, the misfits, the nerds
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We're the quiet ones, with the unsaid words
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We're the kids with the books and the broken guitars
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Underneath the glow of the distant stars
(Outro)
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We're the outcasts
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Yeah, we're the outcasts
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We're the outcasts
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And that's okay, 'cause we're all the same, and we're all the same
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(Fades out with simple, repeated guitar chords)

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(Intro) A A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a D A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a (Verse 1) E Walkin' down the hall, they don't even see me D Like I'm a ghost, a glitch in the scenery A Slipped in the back of the class again E Got a new Dungeons and Dragons game for my friends A They're playin' football, they're doin' the sports D They're talkin' 'bout girls, with their fancy shorts A Me, I'm just lookin' at my scuffed-up Vans E And wonderin' if they'd understand (Chorus) A Whoa-oh, we're the weirdos, the losers, the freaks D The ones who don't talk for like two whole weeks A Got our own language, our own kinda creed E We're plantin' a strange and wonderful seed A Yeah, we're the outcasts, the misfits, the nerds D We're the quiet ones, with the unsaid words A We're the kids with the books and the broken guitars E Underneath the glow of the distant stars (Verse 2) E She sits by the window, got a notebook in hand D Drawin' strange creatures from some distant land A He's wearin' a shirt from some band I don't know E Got a chipped front tooth and a righteous glow A They call us the strange ones, they call us the "geeks" D They say we're not cool, and they give us their sneaks A But they don't know the secrets we hide in our minds E The worlds that we build, and the treasures we find (Chorus) A Whoa-oh, we're the weirdos, the losers, the freaks D The ones who don't talk for like two whole weeks A Got our own language, our own kinda creed E We're plantin' a strange and wonderful seed A Yeah, we're the outcasts, the misfits, the nerds D We're the quiet ones, with the unsaid words A We're the kids with the books and the broken guitars E Underneath the glow of the distant stars (Guitar Solo) (A-D-A-E progression, simple, melodic, and slightly fuzzy) (Bridge) D And maybe one day, they'll all understand A That the world needs more than the popular brand E Needs dreamers and painters and kids who just think D And stand on the edge, right on the brink A Of somethin' new, somethin' true and strange E Somethin' that's outside of their tiny little range (Chorus) A Whoa-oh, we're the weirdos, the losers, the freaks D The ones who don't talk for like two whole weeks A Got our own language, our own kinda creed E We're plantin' a strange and wonderful seed A Yeah, we're the outcasts, the misfits, the nerds D We're the quiet ones, with the unsaid words A We're the kids with the books and the broken guitars E Underneath the glow of the distant stars (Outro) A We're the outcasts D Yeah, we're the outcasts A We're the outcasts E And that's okay, 'cause we're all the same, and we're all the same A A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a D A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a (Fades out with simple, repeated guitar chords)

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