paroles de chanson Atypical - Knowte

They call me atypical.
I think I need a miracle.
They say that I'm different.
Momma says that I'm heaven sent.

They call me atypical.
Where is my miracle.
I know that I'm different.
You tend to not let me just forget.
Yet

All these memories crowd my head.
My favorite color it is red.
Same color of the ink that's from my pen
To the IV in my arm.
Let me take a breath.

Shake it up if it starts to clot.
When I'm nervous I talk a lot.
Is it really picture perfect, it has a crop.
You know I'm still a person, that's all you got?
C'mon take a shot!

They call me atypical.
They call me atypical.
I need a miracle.
They call me atypical.
They call me atypical.

They say that I'm different.
Why don't you let me just forget?
Momma says that I am heaven sent.
But can you be heaven sent
If you don't repent?

They call me atypical.
I feel at home in the lyrical.
I'm just stuck on your words momma says that I'm literal.
I got a face full of dirt, teeth the minerals.

Just get up and dust it off.
If you show emotion then you're going soft.
You got blood on your face, tears wash it off.
And then when you snap,
They wonder what's the cause?

Yeah, they call me atypical.
But in my lyrics I'm a criminal.
I murder my fears and make sure my insecurities are minimal.
But they are way more than just skin deep.
I can't help but think you're against me.
Cause when I try to fit in you always find a way to remind me.

They call me atypical.
They call me atypical.
I need a miracle.
They call me atypical.
They call me atypical.

They say that I'm different.
Why don't you let me just forget?
Momma says that I am heaven sent.
But can you be heaven sent
If you don't repent?

Sometimes I wish my skin was see through.
Sometimes I wish that I don't need you.
Sometimes I think I want to be you.
Sometimes you forget that I do bleed to.

So what I'm atypical?
Yeah, I'm atypical.
Yeah, for the one's that are different,
Those are the people that I represent.
Yeah.

(Don't run from it.)

We are atypical.
We are atypical.
We are our miracle. (yeah.)
We are atypical.
We are atypical.

We know that we're different.
So you better just accept.
This is what we represent.
We are heaven sent.
We are atypical.