Latching onto the crowd

They never ever did it that way

Guided by a brainwave

Follow the light shunned by the herd

All the postures being played

So many proud do it that way

Coppin' on the new rave

After the fact a bit too late



They want to fit in so fucking bad

On all fours kissing so much ass

But the true will stick it through



Not fit in So be it



You can call some insane

But some use choice and do it their

way

With a message to prey

Unity power within their range

Wounded in a fight

Better off dead and save your face

Too many on a straight wave

On a sick path, a clueless trace



Not fit in So be it



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