

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Pull up a chair We been waitin' [Verse 1] I am a freak Welcome to the club, my friend We got saints in leather jackets We got angels playin’ pretend Some of us like pain Some of us like burnin’ slow Some of us hide in the Monday smiles That nobody really knows But you walked in With those wild eyes, quiet tongue Tryna act straight-laced But your heartbeat’s beatin’ drums (yeah) [Chorus] Welcome to the club, little freak, that’s us (that’s us) You can sit in the dark, you can laugh with the corrupt Some of us like pain, some of us like sin But no matter what you are, you’re one of our kin Welcome to the club, we accept your flaws Every crooked habit, every hidden clause You been livin’ undercover in this tight-lipped sea But in here, in this room, you can just be free [Verse 2] Hidden in this city crowd We the quiet ones, the strange Nine-to-five, tie and badge After hours, somethin’ changed We got rules we love to bend Lines we color past the edge You got secrets on your tongue Come and lay ’em on the ledge (come on) This is not a place of shame This is where the masks come off You can stutter out your truth We gon’ catch it when you cough (yeah, yeah) [Chorus] Welcome to the club, little freak, that’s us (hey) You can sit in the dark, you can laugh with the corrupt Some of us like pain, some of us like sin But no matter what you are, you’re one of our kin Welcome to the club, we rewrite those laws Every twisted urge, every tiny cause You were hidin’ in the corner like you lost the key But in here, in this room, you can just be free [Bridge] Who told you you were too much? (too much) Who told you dial it down? Out there they throw you side-eyes In here we hand you a crown (yeah) [Chorus] Welcome to the club, little freak, that’s us You can sit in the dark, you can dance in the dust Some of us like pain, some of us like sin But no matter what you are, you’re part of this grin Welcome to the club, let the curtains fall Every strange desire, we can hold it all You were buried in the background of this tight-lipped sea But in here, in this room, you can just be free (so free)
Tags
rap, Playful, moody piano loop over swung, head-nod drums and warm sub; male vocals with a sly, conversational flow. Verses stay close and intimate, almost spoken; choruses open with layered call-and-response ad-libs and subtle gospel-style backing harmonies. Light percussion toys with the groove, piano gets darker in the bridge, then brightens for a final, cheeky hook., moody
3:11
No
1/27/2026