R.U.O.K.

I'm a social disaster, I'm like a nuclear reactor
Walking around with fire in my mouth
Ready to spit it all out, So don't get in my way
'Cause sometimes I don't shoot real straight
And I wouldn't want to fire on you
If you're ok
Are you ok? I'm ok
Are you ok? I'm ok
I'm a misfit Sitting in a corner trying
To sort out everybody's shit
I look and there's no empty plates
So I turn and chuck it in the nearest face
So if it doesn't belong to you
Get out of the way I wouldn't
Want to fire on you