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 won't conform to the way that you find
You tell me, you'll sell me p.c. propaghanda, change my beliefs with a t-shirt just for 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
Take advice from a vegan carnivore
I defy your sideways backwards twisted logic and the moronic rantings of a suicidal hotline virgin whore
No I'm not gonna listen anymore
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.
