Lyrics Socially Awkward Misfit - Sauce Is Matisse

Now, if we step too far outside of the social bounds
We might become so much of an outsider that we risk being ostracized
A socially awkward misfit

I think thoughts that stick raw to minds
And they tell me all the time I'm a socially awkward misfit
They say to be yourself, like hell, we might as well
Unless they all felt you're a socially awkward misfit
I won't admit it, I don't fit in in my own life
Don't no one get me so I'm fed up with my own mind
I won't admit it, I don't fit in in my own life
I'm so tired, alone I'm gone

Nope... When I die I wanna be taxidermied
And matched with a glass eyeball to attach, ya heard me?
I want me patched up, dapper as fuck, so you can nab me out my casket
With sunglasses, it's something like Bernie
You tryna move me? You ain't really my buddy
And I ain't changing what I think unless you're giving me money
But I ain't buyable, my dying wish ain't silly or funny
Except this one request to make me a ventriloquist dummy
I'm fucking life-size, look at me, I might die
Stupidly in white lies, doomed to see the bright-eyed truth in me
It's like I'm lucidly lubing up for a losing streak
Abusing me and using grief as fuel for what I used to be
An old head, fossil, tonsils flow hostile
Alone, this apostle spoke his own gospel
The only way I'm coping is joking, it's so not grown
I'm choking tongue in cheek as I wrote this, it's no shock though

I think thoughts that stick raw to minds
And they tell me all the time I'm a socially awkward misfit
They say to be yourself, like hell, we might as well
Unless they all felt you're a socially awkward misfit
I won't admit it, I don't fit in in my own life
Don't no one get me so I'm fed up with my own mind
I won't admit it, I don't fit in in my own life
I'm so tired, alone I'm gone

Yo... My religion is ancient astronauts
Aliens and avid thoughts of faith in them when "facts" are off
I'm called annoying, conspiracy theory hats and all
But boy do I enjoy it, no fear in me, but I had the thought
Is what I am a pest? Am I better off if I stray from Matt?
I understand, I'm dead and I've said it so I can say it back
But I don't wanna be the one to tell my fucking brain that
My other brain's bad, I can tell my functioning brain's whacked
I'm off medicine, walk out the hospital
And piss on the wall, wiggle my balls and then waltz in again
This hog shit is a vivid involved vision, sick
Define a monster movement, I been on my Godzilla shit
Gaseous, gas pain, halfwit don't have brains
A Massive, ass stain, passive hopes, sad face
I mask it, mad shame, ashes float past flames
Brash shit, crass hate, trashy tropes, that's sane

I think thoughts that stick raw to minds
And they tell me all the time I'm a socially awkward misfit
They say to be yourself, like hell, we might as well
Unless they all felt you're a socially awkward misfit
I won't admit it, I don't fit in in my own life
Don't no one get me so I'm fed up with my own mind
I won't admit it, I don't fit in in my own life
I'm so tired, alone I'm gone

I wanna be myself, but I can't even tell
What I believe in, I'm breathing but dying, see me fail
I got this speech in my teeth and I'm tryna speak it well
But people keep on seeing a freak when I'm me, I'm peeved as hell
I need to bail, hey mister hey, I'm getting hoarse
And every single thing I freaking say I seem to get ignored
I'm getting bored with this story, where's some metaphors?
I'ma try to be my same old self and see what sins are for

I think thoughts that stick raw to minds
And they tell me all the time I'm a socially awkward misfit
They say to be yourself, like hell, we might as well
Unless they all felt you're a socially awkward misfit
I won't admit it, I don't fit in in my own life
Don't no one get me so I'm fed up with my own mind
I won't admit it, I don't fit in in my own life
I'm so tired, alone I'm gone

The same traits that make people socially awkward
Are the same psychological characteristics
That can power them towards extraordinary achievements