Latching onto the crowd
They never ever did it that way
Guided by a brainwave
Follow the light shunned by the herd
All
the postures being played
So many proud do it that way
Coppin' on the new rave
After the fact a bit too late
They want to
fit in so f*****g bad
On all fours kissing so much a*s
But the true will stick it through
Not fit in So be it
You can
call some insane
But some use choice and do it their way
With a message to prey
Unity power within their range
Wounded in a
fight
Better off dead and save your face
Too many on a straight wave
On a sick path, a clueless trace
Not fit in So be
it
