Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Freaking Out [Chris Vrenna Remix]’ by Adema. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of Adema or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
I was so much an outcast
No one ever liked me ’cause I wasn’t wanted
I was so different from the rest of ’em 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 everything that my mom said made me mad
And everything that my dad said made me sad
Why am I even trying?
I’m crying out, I’m crying out
I cannot seem to keep from freaking out
Spinning ’round, spinning ’round
I’ve fallen down
I cannot seem to keep from freaking out
You keep shootin’ those glances
Relating to the rawness of a fucking lost kid
Trying so hard to become just like me
Talk like me, walk like me
You keep tripping 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 dumb fool in your life
Why am I even trying
I’m crying out, I’m crying out
I cannot seem to keep from freaking out
Spinning ’round, spinning ’round
I’ve fallen down
I cannot seem to keep from freaking out
I’m tripping out, I’m tripping out
I cannot seem to keep from freaking out
Coming down, breaking down
I’ve hit the ground
I cannot seem to keep from freaking out
Now do you trip? Are you still tripping on me?
Now do you trip? Are you still tripping on me?
Now do you trip? Are you still tripping on me?
Why are you tripping on me?