Lyrics
We don't have to prove ourselves to you
We reject the need to validate ourselves for your approval.
You know what it means when we come thru
You understand the significance when we arrive or make an entrance.
Fearless hearts ain't afraid of your crew
Courageous individuals aren't intimidated by your group.
We're reckless it's a blessin make my dreams come tru
Our bold and daring behavior is a fortunate thing, helping my aspirations become reality.
Call us the freeeaks, call us the psychos
We are labeled as unconventional or eccentric, perhaps even called psychos.
Cuz we don't follow your rules
We do not conform to your established guidelines or regulations.
We don't give a fuuck if you think we look cool
We are indifferent to your opinions about our appearance or demeanor.
We came to have fun.. live for this.. born to lose!!
We are here to enjoy ourselves, live for the moment, and accept the inevitability of failure.
When these days are done 4 yooou
Even when these times come to an end for you,
We'll still be here
We will persist and endure.
This is what we do!!!!
This is our chosen way of life!
We don't have to prove ourselves to you
Reiteration: We do not feel the need to prove ourselves to you.
You know what it means when we come thru
Reiteration: You understand the significance when we arrive or make an entrance.
Fearless hearts ain't afraid of your crew
Reiteration: Courageous individuals aren't intimidated by your group.
We're reckless it's a blessin make my dreams come truuu!!
Reiteration: Our bold and daring behavior is a fortunate thing, helping my aspirations become reality.
We don't have to prove ourselves to you
Reiteration: We reject the need to validate ourselves for your approval.
This one is for the kids who feel dead inside
This is a tribute for those young individuals who feel emotionally numb and overwhelmed.
For tha kids who slit their wrists with stars in their eyes
Specifically, for the youth who cope with their pain by self-harm, while still holding onto their dreams and aspirations.
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