Lyrics

Spoken Intro

"Before this song starts, I need you to know something..."

The thing you're carrying right now? Millions of people are carrying that same weight.

This song is for every outsider, every underdog, every soul that's ever felt like they didn't belong.

This one's for you.

(Distant guitar. Heavy 808s rising.)

Verse 1

Felt like the only one losing control,
Small-town rebel with a weathered soul.
World tried to change me, tried to make me fit,
But every scar I carry made me who I am in this.

Everybody scrolling through a highlight reel,
Fighting battles they don't ever reveal.
Late-night thoughts got the walls closing in,
Looking in the mirror asking where the hell I've been.

Been counted out, been left behind,
Had dark clouds parked over my mind.
Thought I was alone in this fight for a while—

Then I saw a million more wearing the same damn smile.

Pre-Chorus

If you've ever felt different, misunderstood,
Like no matter what you did, it was never good,
Throw your hands up high tonight—

You ain't alone.

Chorus

We ain't broken—we're chosen.
We ain't lost—we're still growing.
When the fire in our chest comes alive again,
We rise again.

We're the outcasts, the rebels, the lost and found,
The ones they counted out still holding ground.

Yeah...

We all MISFITS.

Verse 2

I've been the outcast, black sheep, backroad renegade,
Trying to outrun demons I never should've entertained.
Every time I stumbled, every time I lost faith,
I heard another voice say, "I've been in that same place."

Heart heavy like a runaway freight train,
Life hit hard, but I walked right through the rain.
People see the scars but never know the whole thing,
Never see the battles or the strength that pain brings.

Raised on outlaw. Raised on don't quit.
Raised on “you fall down, boy, you stand up and throw fists.”

There's a whole damn army out here fighting for their lives.

Bridge

You with the bruises you try to hide,
We see you, we got you, this is the DV8 tribe

For every soul that's ever felt alone,
For every heart that's searching for a home—

This is your anthem.

This is your song.

Final Chorus

We ain't broken—we're chosen.
We ain't lost—we're still growing.
When the fire in our chest comes alive again,
We rise again.

We're the outcasts, the rebels, the lost and found,
The ones they counted out still holding ground.
Different roads but we're feeling the same,
Different stories but we're carrying pain.

Nobody's alone.
Nobody's forgotten.
Nobody's too far gone.

If you're still breathing—

Your story goes on.

Yeah...

We all MISFITS.

Welcome home.

Outro

(808 pulse with gritty guitar fading into the distance)

Yeah...

Yeah...

We all MISFITS...

Welcome home.