So who the fuck are you to tell me what to be? I won't be like the fools who buy the bullshit they sell on the fucking TV So step the fuck back This is a reality check! What!? I won't be like you! There is nothing you can fucking do!
Over and over again I find myself a subject Of the conformity lined within society Corrupting minds of the weak into a futile existence So blindly following like sheep
This reoccurring dilemma, of second guessing myself I won't be the one to sell my soul away to live inside this hell Society is a factory of an ill-fated race Born into a dying world, a preasembled disease
Over and over again I find myself a subject Of the conformity lined within society Corrupting minds of the weak into a futile existence So blindly following like sheep
These colors won't fade I'll walk alone onto my grave
I won't be the stereotype So fuck you if you don't agree with how I live my life I won't be the stereotype You think I've lost my mind
They say you can only force something so much until it breaks!
Over and over again I find myself a subject Of the conformity lined within society Corrupting minds of the weak into a futile existence So blindly following like sheep
I refuse to be a copied fucking copy of a copy I will remain true I refuse to be a copied fucking copy of a copy I won't be like you!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
