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Lyrics: Screeching Weasel. Emo. The Scene.

i am here not by choice but by my birth for so many years i doubted my own worth it's no coincidence i ended up where i'm at now i'm here to tell you that you can't kick me out 'cause i'm a permanent part of this society the blackest sheep agmonst a crowd of them i'm not the glue that holds this scene together but i have arrived here by way of dirty looks and rejection and head scratching shrink and frustrated parents and teachers just like so many did before me and will after me go ahead and laugh at me you can afford to laugh i can't 'cause this is all i have i'm not proud i'm not ashamed but this is all i have and it's good enough for me and i am through following your truth i'm making my own rules my own world my own rules