tattoos, messy hair
pierced from here down to there
make your faces and even stare
what makes you think i f**kin care?
I was raised with morals and family pride
dont you care what's on the inside
of course you don't you have it all
F**ck your shopping at the mall!
I change my hair to match my attitude
And to think you'd have any gratitude?
I'll smack that snarl off your face
to change the ora of this place
I walk with pride and stand up tall
cant cut me down and take it all
I live my life for me you see
Not for your hipocrocy
I shake my head at your prissy ways
To know you'll end up on your face some day
There's the door go ahead and go
Sucks for you we have the same mom you know