Bleu Odd Future (Featuring Robyn Troup) lyrics

everybody says i'm dreary
don't wanna hear my f-ed up theories
but i think those minds are lazy
go ahead and call me crazy
maybe i just can't be complacent
maybe i just see all the latent fire in the world a-waitin'
clouds of gasoline so fat with rain
i see the hurricane of flamin'-zombies, guns a-blazin'
raisin' hell like freddy vs. jason
maybe i should just be patient?
'stead-a hatin'? 'stead-a mental-masturbatin'?
maybe i should look inside my heart and see the parts coagulating

every time i step outside i know there's something wrong
teenage wolf gangs chanting kill them all - it's such an odd future

i can never hold a candle to a middle-class skate-punk vandal
raised on racial poetry who knows i'm old enough to be his father
why bother, i'm fodder for bloggers like pigs to the slaughter
a squatter, a poser who can't even pretend to posture

every time i step outside i know there's something wrong
teenage wolf gangs chanting kill them all - it's such an odd future

they all be walkin' around

head in the clouds
i'm the only one with feet on the ground
dumb-ass, it's contagious
your reasonin' is fallacious
why should i get impatient
with the world out masqueradin'
just order me some malaysian hair
so i can fit in with all y'all here
tryin' to make sense of it
but it's no use i'm-a let it rest
aliens in my consciousness
that's why they call me a crazy bitch
every day the same thing
people tryin' to maintain
workin' hard playin' harder
blowin' up i'm a fire-starter

every time i step outside i know there's something wrong
no one sees headless teems of riders on the lawn
so every time the sun goes down i feel like Ichabod
teenage wolf gangs chanting kill them all - it's such an odd future