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fuck the conformists

my mom said me to cut my hair
my dad burned the clothes that i wear
i'm upset i leave my home to smoke
they are dont understand me i woke
i woke up and i got kicked by my mom
i am hot like a shooting gun
i've already made plans for today
but they dont give a shit again

woo fuck the conformists

oh they don't like me
but i don't care
oh they hate me
but i still the same
maybe i'll be one
maybe i'll need a gun
maybe you will be one
maybe you'll kill yourself for fun

woo fuck the conformists


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