Outcasts As We Were

've always been a loser,
Yeah; The out cast of my class.
Me and my friends on the outside,
While the rest of the world kissed ass.

We sat on the bottom,
While they climbed to the top.
Sometimes i want to climb up,
Just to push those fukers off.

I used to wonder what it was like,
Always being looked upon.
Then i realized i dont care,
I'd rather be dead and gone.

The way they look at us,
Its as if they put us here.
I wonder if they know,
That we chose to be the queers.

We wanted to be on the sidelines,
Instead of playing their game.
We didn't want to join in,
We weren't looking for fame.

As we're sitting on the outside,
We look in with a smile.
For years ago we burnt their flag,
And it burnt out with style.

They no longer control us,
Now we're in the lead.
The losers of the school,
Did the world a good deed.