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letra de out of this world - chris nerger

you already know what it is

i’m out here being out of this world
x2

i’m a being, out of this world, but not of this world
i’m not of this world, but i fell for this girl
trying to make her my world, yea i fell for this girl
but i had a job to do, trying to save earth mother too
but they don’t seem to care

how do they not care?
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how are they not scared?
they’re all about to die, doing this sh-t
they’re all about to die, up in this b-tch
how do they not care? how are they not scared?
how do they not fear? their eyes looking not here
their eyes looking like they’re not here

what do they see?
’cause i look all around me, and all on the ground is trash
yet all they see is bits of paper they call cash
but it’s a carrot to not have to whip backs
but i might give ’em whiplash
’cause i’m demanding freedom at long last
and a meat, dairy, and fish fast, no fad, it’s a way to avoid the trap
so i’ll say it in a rap, and hope they hear that
yea i hope they hear that

but i have to say
my hopes dimming and the light of day
doesn’t seem long enough to get ’em to play
make ’em wanna stay, go down on my knees and pray
oh god what is this? i’m just a kid they call chris
missing out on life trying to fix this business
but they don’t wanna heal, they don’t wanna feel, keep eating veal
keep being afraid of being real

what do i do? god give me a clue
feeling so d-mn blue, so d-mn blue

what do i gotta do? how do i teach a fool, trying to stay in school, and won’t play unless it’s cool? join him? avoid him?
i guess i’ll flip a coin then, i don’t know

they don’t know they can fly, they don’t know they don’t have to die
the body’s a lie, to play with, but they don’t believe me
keep trying to deceive me, so lord forgive me, lord forgive me
but i don’t wanna keep living in disney, where the smiles are real
but the rides are fake, i’m trying to make a real rise, hearts and minds
trying to take my time to teach this in a rhyme
i’ve been a teacher this whole time, but had to learn to be the student
thought it was prudent, just to prove clark kent
a spark to prevent the main event of the end
it’s just a twist of the wrist and a pen, rewrite the piece ’til i hit send
but it’s sending every second
and i’m left wondering who wrote it first?
and if i’m the best or the worst? and is this a joke or a curse?
or just a line in a verse, or just a long ride in a herse

- chris nerger

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