I feel like I'm not wanted here and I wonder what I'm living for
Discerning eyes are burning me, they make me feel like an outlaw
Do you need a uniform to see the band tonight?
Are the people here for fun? Or maybe looking for a fight
You can't come in if you don't look right
Doesn't the music make it right?
It seems fashion keeps the youth confined
We have missed the whole idea
I thought we listened with our ears
But we keep them closed with fear
Brutality and snobbery will keep the cults at war
It's just music, why such hate? There's nothing to be solved at all