venerdì 23 novembre 2012

A song from my adolescence.

 Who gave you the right to judge me
by the clothes that I wear
or the rumours that you hear
I take pride in who I am,
I don't need to fit in,
don't have to pretend that I'm something i'm not.

Do you feel insucure of who you are?
or what others might think? is
it hard to be yourself?

I say good morning, it's time to wake up
time to realize, to look wih your own eyes,

How I wish that you could
understand that I don't care

You can pierce your butt,
put a bone through your nose,
shove our record up your ass and
we could not care less

If you don't like how we play,
hey that is okay, but don't talk
shit behind our backs
or we'll shove our record up your ass

Who gave you the right to judge me,
by the clothes that I wear,or the rumours that you hear?
I take pride in who i am,
don't need to fit in,
don't have to pretend that i'm something i'm not.

How I wish that you could
understand that I don't care.
I don't care.

You can pierce your butt,
put a bone through your nose,
shove our record up your ass and
we could not care less

If you don't like how we play,
hey that is okay,
but don't talk shit behind our backs
or we'll shove our record up your ass

Say it to my face,
if there's something you'd like to say,
say it to my face or just get the hell out of my way

If there's something you dislike
tell me now and take a hike

If there's something you'd like to say,
say it to my, say it to my face.


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