i bet it feels so good, SO GOOD, playing it off like you're so misunderstood.
you found your place in your comfortable group, hating everyone who's not like
you. but tell me am i wrong? you stand back and tell us "YOU DON'T BELONG."
sorry that's not your choice to choose, we'll never play by your rules. i bet it
feels so good, SO GOOD, playing it off like you've got nothing to lose. help me
out because i'm just a little confused, for being so punk you follow a lot of
rules. you walk the walk, you've even got a mouth that never, never, never
stops. so just run your mouth while you sit on your couch, presuming to know
what we're all about. but tell me am i wrong you stand and tell us "YOU DON'T
BELONG." sorry that's not your choice to choose but tonight we're gunna play by
your rules. just look at us now. we can do i too. we can be, be, be, be ,be just
like you. run it. run it. keep running your mouth. how do you like us? how do
you like us now? just remember when you point the finger there's three pointing
BACK AT YOU! blwowwww. you think you're making the difference, you're setting
the limits. a gathering of cynics, not even worth this song hit ting two minutes
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