excuse me
but I have my own opinions or don’t I have the right to make up my own mind I
don’t like the way you question my decisions and I wont conform to the ways
that you find you tell me you’ll sell me p.c propaganda change my beliefs with
a t-shirt just my size I don’t need a teenage screaming emo band to tell me not
to believe what their friends are calling lies turning the tide for the chosen
few making me change my ways for something new don’t point your finger at the
things I do ‘cause I’ll point a different finger back at you why should I abide
by straight edge alcoholics or take advice from a vegan carnivore I defy you
sideways backwards twisted logic and the moronic rantings of a suicidal hotline
virgin whore no I’m not gonna listen anymore
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