come around new to this and
you and your friends form a crew
old ideas from another place
trying to tell us what we're supposed to be about
don't try
don't try
don't try to define what my life is supposed to mean to me
we laugh at your empty ideas of
what hard-core means
reaching out to the clique
wanting to fit in
in a year you'll be over it
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