They lit the fires under our feet
Chased us into the hills, oh
They let the wolves off of the leash
Should a finished the kill

We've got ashes on our shoes
And an outcast attitude
We're all immune 'cos we know the truth is viral

We might be the Outsiders
But the in-crowd is so out right now
Yeah we might be the Outsiders
But the in-crowd is so out right now
No bones no drama
We live how we wanna
We might be the Outsiders
Be the Outsiders, the Outsiders

We set our tents up on the fringe
With our backs to their cool now
And in our heads we fit right in
Cos they gave us the fuel

We've got ashes on our shoes
And an outcast attitude
We're all immune 'cos you know the truth is viral

We don't need good reputations
We don't need no thought control
We don't need good reputations
(Our smiles are real we don’t fake em)
We don't need no thought control