[Chorus Nova]

That’s why they call me Outcast (I’m back)

I’m back (I’m back), I’m back (Still standin’)

That’s why they call me Outcast (I’m back)

I’m back (I’m back), I’m back (Can’t vanish)

[Verse 1 Nova]

Claw from the casket, cracked up, acid tongue’s spasmodic

Back from the blackness, battle scars, battered and bad at it

I hack at this habit—of self-doubt, of panic attacks

Was told to swallow my pain, now I’m spitting it back

Monstrous, honest as a scar, I’m a bomb in a crowded bar

Palms itch, psalmist with the calmness of a grounded star

You clowns parade in plastic, I carved a mask from trauma

Painted my nightmares in carnage, then called it a genre

Hurling words, murderers—serpentine, urgent and curving

Been deserted, burning bridges, now my bridges are burning

Berserk since birth, I burst through worth like a myth you weren’t learning

A sick jerk in the dirt—dig at me, get your mitts dirty

Bullied, ridiculed, rid of school—ridiculous ridicule

Now they marvel at my marvel, it’s wrath that’s residual

Success? I stress less, obsessed, depressed, pressed flat

Guess I never grew up “right”—but at least I fight back (I’m back!)

[Chorus Nova]

That’s why they call me Outcast (I’m back)

I’m back (I’m back), I’m back (Still standin’)

That’s why they call me Outcast (I’m back)

I’m back (I’m back), I’m back (Can’t vanish)

[Verse 2 Nova]

Prodigal problem child, pilot of paradox, crash course

Fabric of damage, I fashion out what the past tore

A bastard, I banter with baneful thoughts and blunt swords

Gun-shy, tongue-tied? Naw gun for the uproar

You mimic my mimicry, timorous imbeciles

Words spin sickly twist syllables, whittling miracles

Invisible minstrels, made of venomous visuals

I pen epistles—official, deadliest ritual

I pick the lock in my mind, skeleton key, then I exit

Inspect the wreckage, still deflecting neglect and rejection

Inject a venom that’s meant to infect the obsession

Intellect with intent to dissect your perceptions

It’s a sick circus same clowns, same crown, same game

They want the Shady in me raging, chained in their frame

But I’m slaying these names, laying waste, raising the stakes

Play the pariah I’m back, flames blazing the page!

[Chorus Nova]

That’s why they call me Outcast (I’m back)

I’m back (I’m back), I’m back (Still standin’)

That’s why they call me Outcast (I’m back)

I’m back (I’m back), I’m back (Can’t vanish)

[Verse 3 Nova]

Stacked with anxiety’s baggage, a savage with baggy eyes

Slashing these fragile guys, my pen stabbed with alibis

Battle inside the tint of my windows, sins begin to swirl

Only win if I brawl within, split from this splintered world

I bend a word till it breaks, mend it then make it bend more

Write with a spite so precise it ignites the cement floor

I’m a nightmare, a tight snare, a dare to be misfit

Spit fists of despair, beware—I inherit the misprint

My therapy’s this: parody the parody of me

A voice in the abyss shouts, “Don’t let the arrogance win”

See, I’m scaring the scene, barely marine, compared to routine

I’m tearing the seams—wearing regret, precarious dreams

Trained by suffering, enslaved by what they claim ain't enough

Pain made the chains rust, braced when the rain struck

So here I am, standing, ravenous, dangerous, angular

Back from the dead—Outcast, the last mangler!

[Chorus Nova]

That’s why they call me Outcast (I’m back)

I’m back (I’m back), I’m back (Still standin’)

That’s why they call me Outcast (I’m back)

I’m back (I’m back), I’m back (Can’t vanish)