New Punk Fashions for the Spring Formal

歌詞

This place feels like a catalog. I wonder if your close-ups taken too long. Would you like a snapshot for your mother, boy? I don't care. I don't want to know. It's never been a part of me. Just like a junkie fears the light of day, I wonder if it's just another role we play. Like a celebrity on minimum wage. I never understood. Never thought I should. It's never been a part of me. Still having nothing ain't a f**king blessing. Still it ain't a curse, though. 'cause I've known worse. So I'll just keep on wearing this old crown I found on the ground. Three cheers for anything holding us down. Watching as aesthetic over-powers the sound. Sort of like a martyr so proud of his picture. I don't want to know. Let it all go. It's never been a part of me. Your new found dreams are a nightmare. And I wonder if you even know, are you ready to be Davey to the new Goliath? Taking notes at your all-ages show. It's like the marketing department has finally figured out that 'The Pit' can always make more room. I'd love to sneer at the camera for your revolution, but I just can't afford the f**king costume. Are you scared to go outside? Will it cut you down to size? Where's the do or die? It's staring you in the eye...