Storming through the party like my name was El ninio
When I�m handgun out drinking in the back of an El camino
As a kid, I was a skid and no one knew me by name.
I trashed my own house party cause no body came.
I know I�m not the one you thought you knew back in high school
Never going, ever showing up when we had to.
Is it attention that we crave don�t tell us to behave,
I�m sick of always hearing act your age.
I don�t want to waste my time
And become a casualty of society.
I�ll never fall in line
Become a victim of your conformity
And back down.
Because you don�t
Know us at all we laugh when old people fall.
But what would you expect with a conscience so small.
Heavy metal and mullets it�s how we were raised.
Maiden and priest were the gods that we praised
Cause we like having fun at other peoples expense and,
Cutting people down is just a minor offence then,
It�s none of your concern, I guess I�ll never learn.
I�m sick of being told to wait my turn.
I don�t want to waste my time
And become a casualty of society.
I�ll never fall in line
Become a victim of your conformity
And back down.
Don�t count on me, to let you know when.
Don�t count on me, I�ll do it again.
Don�t count on me, it�s the point you�re missing.
Don�t count on me, cause I�m not listening.
Well I�m a no goodnick lower middle class brat,
Back packed and I don�t give a shit about nothing.
You be standing on the corner talking all that kufuffin.
But you don�t make sense from all the gas you be huffing.
Then if the egg don�t stain you�ll be ringing off the hook,
You�re on the hit list wanted in the telephone book.
I like songs with distortion, to drink in proportion.
The doctor said my mom should have had an abortion.
I don�t want to waste my time
And become a casualty of society.
I�ll never fall in line
Become a victim of your conformity
And back down.
Waste my time with them
Casualty of society.
Waste my time again,
Victim of your conformity
And back down.
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