Lyrics Old Soul - Zola Simone

I'm an old soul
Call me bold
Bust through the front door
Cause that's the only way I know
They want a rebel
Head to toe
Real cute until it's war
And you're pinned down on the floor

I don't got the luxury of playing
Make believe with me, just saying
Yeah, I heard that talk is cheap
So come and see what I see

Everybody's trying to be different
But just doing all the same shit
Wanna be a misfit
Not the pain that comes with it
My heart out on my sleeve
Like a fashion novelty
Nobody gets it
I guess I'll always be an old soul
I guess I'll always be an old soul

Yeah, teen angst, ain't it great?
Bottle up all the rage
Just another growing pain
(Just another growing pain)
Whole lotta tough talk
But never walk the walk
So scared to come out your cage

I don't got the luxury of playing
Make believe with me, just saying
Yeah, I heard that talk is cheap
So come and see what I see

Everybody's trying to be different
But just doing all the same shit
Wanna be a misfit
Not the pain that comes with it
My heart out on my sleeve
Like a fashion novelty
Nobody gets it
I guess I'll always be an old soul
I guess I'll always be an old soul

They don't like the way I talk
They don't like the way I dress
I don't care if they get it
I'll always be a misfit, oh
They don't like the way I talk
They don't like the way I dress
I don't care if I fit in
I'd rather be myself

Everybody's trying to be different
But just doing all the same shit
Wanna be a misfit
Not the pain that comes with it
My heart out on my sleeve
Like a fashion novelty
Nobody gets it

Everybody's trying to be different
But just doing all the same shit
Wanna be a misfit
Not the pain that comes with it
My heart out on my sleeve
Like a fashion novelty
Nobody gets it
I guess I'll always be an old soul
I guess I'll always be an old soul
I guess I'll always be an old soul