[Verse 1]
They call me Howdie Doodie down the schoolhouse hall
Laugh behind their hands like I ain’t ten feet tall
But I got a back full of bruises and a jaw set hard
Been takin’ cheap shots, keepin’ cool, playin’ every card
[Chorus]
There’s a storm in every quiet freak!
Fire in the ones too proud to speak!
I’m the nerd who can fight, I ain’t bowin’ to your clique
You can laugh, but you ain’t breakin’ me quick
No—you don’t know the strength you mock
Till the shy kid shakes the rock!
[Verse 2]
They throw me in the circle, say “Let’s see the nerd go down”
Next thing they’re starin’ at the mat while I’m wearin’ the crown
Then they spit, “Just lucky,” every damn win I earn
Well luck don’t sweat and bleed for years the way I burned
[Chorus]
There’s a storm in every quiet freak!
Fire in the ones too proud to speak!
I’m the nerd who can fight, I ain’t bowin’ to your clique
You can laugh, but you ain’t breakin’ me quick
No—you don’t know the strength you mock
Till the shy kid shakes the rock!
[Verse 3]
Pretty girls smile like I’m some joke they trade
While I dream of bein’ wanted instead of bein’ played
But out with my misfit brothers, I stand ten feet high
Kings of the outcasts with rebellion in our eyes
[Chorus]
There’s a storm in every quiet freak!
Fire in the ones too proud to speak!
I’m the nerd who can fight, I ain’t bowin’ to your clique
You can laugh, but you ain’t breakin’ me quick
No—you don’t know the strength you mock
Till the shy kid shakes the rock!
[Verse 4]
Teacher says “Keep your head down, son, your time’ll come around”
But time feels slow when you’re the punchline of this town
They see thick glasses, crooked grin, books under my arm
They never see the fuse inside or reckon with the storm
[ Chorus (lifted bigger)]
There’s a storm in every quiet freak!
Truth in the ones too scared to speak!
We’re the mocked, the missed, the misfit breed
But we’re the ones who learn to bleed and lead
Laugh now while your kingdom rocks—
The quiet freaks are pickin’ locks!
[Bridge]
I held back thunder when I could’ve struck
Kept my honor when the world screamed luck
One day these halls’ll know my name
And they’ll choke rememberin’ who they made
[Final Chorus]
There’s a storm in every quiet freak!
Power in the ones you call weak!
I’m the nerd who can fight, and I’m done bein’ slick
I’m a fist in the dark and a fuse to the wick
You can sneer while the strong stand small—
But the quiet freak may outlast all!
ElCeviche
