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Freaking Out Lyrics


I was so much an outcast
No one ever liked me 'cause I wasn't wanted
I was so different from the rest of them all
Fucked up on the drugs, from all the speed
And I never got no sleep
'Cause I kept on trippin' over what they said
And everythin' that my mom said, made me mad
And everythin' that my dad said, made me sadWhy am I even tryin'?
I'm cryin' out, I'm cryin' out
I cannot seem to keep from freakin' out
Spinny round, spinny round, I've fallen down
I cannot seem to keep from freakin' outYou keep shootin' those glances
Relatin' to the rawness, I'm a fuckin' lost kid
Tryin' so hard to become just like me, talk like me, walk like me
You keep trippin' on everything I wear, every time I swear
Even when it comes to my hair
It seems like you don't have the time to relate to my kind
I'm not a dope pullin' your lifeWhy am I even tryin'?

I'm cryin' out, I'm cryin' out
I cannot seem to keep from freakin' out
Spinny round, spinny round, I've fallen down
I cannot seem to keep from freakin' out
I'm trippin' out, I'm trippin' out
I cannot seem to keep from freakin' out
Draw me down, break me down, I've hit the ground
I cannot seem to keep from freakin' outYour dreamin' dreads
Are you still trippin' on me?
You're drinkin' dread
Are you still trippin' on me?
Now do you drift?
Are you still trippin' on me?
Now do you drift?
Why are you trippin' on me?I was so much an outcast
Find a way to make it right
I was so much an outcast
I can't seem to find a way to make it right
I was so much an outcast
No one ever liked me
I can't find a way to make it right
I was so much an outcast
I can't seem to find a way to make it rightWhy am I even tryin'?
I'm cryin' out, I'm cryin' out
I cannot seem to keep from freakin' out
Spinny round, spinny round, I've fallen down
I cannot seem to keep from freakin' out
I'm trippin' out, I'm trippin' out
I cannot seem to keep from freakin' out
Draw me down, break me down, I've hit the ground
I cannot seem to keep from freakin' out
I'm cryin' out, I'm cryin' out, I'm cryin' out, freakin' out
Draw me down, break me down, I've hit the ground
I cannot seem to keep from freakin' out

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The Sydney based four and sometimes 5 piece have just released their debut, the ironically titled mini-album Extended Play.
From the inner west the band is delivering a refreshing vibe to the Australian music scene, they began when drummer Beaks and bass player Paddy, met busker Dylan, one night outside the Coopers Arms hotel in Newtown. Dylan, fresh from N.Z. and not yet 18, was on the streets with his guitar busking for coin outside the pub. “We met him,” Paddy says, “when the Coopers Arms bouncer started hassling us to give the dude money".

Read more about Sticky Fingers on Last.fm.


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