This is your life. These are your emotions. This is your life with extreme emotions. We are PUNKS, We Are the Army Of Darkness. We're the outcasts, the downtrodden. The ones you label daily as freaks. You hate us, we hate you, let that be clear. We do not like the little cliqueish brats, we do not like the little popular sluts. We do not like you. And you've made it VERY VERY clear that you do not like us. It's the Army Of Darkness's job to pay you back, to make you feel that same sadness, that same depression, that same downward spiral you've made us feel. That you've killed us with. We're sick of living this lie. We're sick of you trying to make us conform to YOUR standards. You can't avoid us, You can't escape. We're everywhere. We could be your local honor student, your town musician, the banker, your lawyer, your own child. But you'll never get rid of us. We're everywhere. And yet, we're nowhere. Make it simple and clear...... You don't own us.......We own You.