Walls, Labels, Boundaries, Limits,
That’s just how it is.
If grandma said stay in school,
Equal sign, Equal signs,
Church=Good, okay,
Where’s the place to be?
Look!
Do I Look Social?
How do you see me?
Assign this to this,
‘Cause that’s how it is.
“yeah, whatever”
If Sisqo said stay in school,
“Hey, he’s got a point, hehe”
All around us, Equal signs,
Except when it comes to equality.
Drugs=Bad, alright,
Teachers=Dorky, mm-hmm,
Being a social butterfly=well, isn’t that perfection?
It makes me feel good,
I’m safe, Others make me safe.
Do I Look Good?
Look, Look, Look!
Do I Look STABLE?
Do I Look Sensitive?
Yeah, I know I’m able, *arrogant sniff*
It’s important; it’s all that matters.
HOW DO I APPEAR?
It’s all that MATTERS!!
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Bullshit, Hear me?
Don’t assign thought,
Church
You limit yourself,
Why is it right?
Do what’s right,
It’s up to you,
Is it right to be
Fake, Fake, Fake, Fake,
**Bullshit**
You get me so mad,
But I wish you wouldn’t
Haha, you teach me patience.
Free think—and love your life. Good, Church
Bad,
It’s not even a medium.
“=” Should be left alone,
Unless between one word.
Church=Church.
So, you limit me,
So, you don’t feel so stupid.
‘Cause it’s what you’ve always known?
You could be wrong,
Uh-huh, you could, you could.
What is “right”?
What do you think is “right”?
It’s all on you,
What does “right” say about you?
Perfect?
Well, what is “perfect”?
Unreality disguised as reality,
Even in your fucking head.