Misfits (feat. Tom Fox)

I seem to be a beacon for the lonely and the lost The ones whose strength is wavering, the ones whose hearts forgot That it is the steady rhythm, the war cry drumming beat That moves us ever forward, despite our dragging feet For we may be the misfits who move against the herd We do not fit the boxes, we are strange, we are absurd We can stand together and raise our voice as one Apart we may feel lacking, but together we are strong When the world lacks understanding, when its people are so immense When every day's a war zone, attacking every sense When we feel so very small, alone among the crowd We'll seek out that steady rhythm, remind ourselves right now That we may be the misfits who move against the herd We do not fit the boxes, we are strange, we are absurd We can stand together and raise our voice as one Apart we may feel lacking, but together we are strong When one of us stumbles, we all reach out, because we know that feeling It does not fall to one, but all, and our friendship isn't fleeting In a world that seems too big at times, too noisy and too much We'll find our tribe, our safest space, with its empowering touch Cause we may be the misfits who move against the herd We do not fit the boxes, we are strange, we are absurd We can stand together and raise our voice as one Apart we may feel lacking, but together we are strong So we may be those misfits who move against the herd We do not fit the boxes, we are strange, we are absurd We can stand together and raise our voice as one Apart we may feel lacking, but together we are strong We may be the misfits, but together we belong