Deceived Testo

They're gunna want to point their dirty fingers at us, my friends
They'll try and say it was the violent movies
Of the awful noise we call music
They'll try and corrupt our freedom by telling us what's acceptable to wear
And what kind of friends to have
And they'll try and tell us what beauty is
And how to fake it
They'll provoke all sorts of ridiculous categorizing
Their concern is to take advantage of fear
And exploit ignorance
And all the wickedness which we endure from false accusation is fine
Because we have something they desperately crave
Our independence!
Constant aggravation from the eyes that seek me out
The pointing of the finger to the freak amidst the crowd
Blame the little darkness that sits upon the steps
For fear they'd truly find the demon lurking in their chest
And several wounds
That they open wide
Only feeds more blood
To a thirsty god
To heal the weak
Would be such sacrifice
To honor the dead
Would come at such a price
They Feed their fear to the corporate slaves
But we don't give a damn what the media claims
Every epidemic keeps the public at bay
Now we know what role the innocent plays
Hey, respect!
And gimme it, respect!
We deserve it, respect!
And do it, respect!
We choose this, respect!
Constant aggravation from the eyes that seek me out
The pointing of the finger to the freak amidst the crowd
Blame the little darkness that sits upon the steps
For fear they'd truly find the demon lurking in their chest
Hate us for our difference
Tomorrow we shall see
A fear today
A fad tomorrow
Trendy misery
You wear the gear I was exiled for
And say it's not the same
In every way you stole from us
I'm not surprised in any way