Your Average Generic Run Of The Mill Straight Edge Song Song Lyrics
Your Average Generic Run Of The Mill Straight Edge Song by Charles Bronson You get so mad and tell me I'm a bore
Cuz I don't wanna hang around your stupid crowd no more
I think I'd rather stare at my f**king wall all night
Then go out with a bunch of jerks that act so f**king loud
I don't wanna be like you cuz I don't wanna die
I decided long ago that's some sh*t I'll never try
I got better things to do than to blow my cash on that
I don't want to waste my mind, wreck my body, and turn my back
I know I'm a dying breed so do I need to ask why
All the f**king straight edgers are now a bunch of drunks?
Just last year they markered up their hands
But now all they say is, "Oh I don't give a f**k."
So what if I'm a straight, is that so hard to accept?
At least I'm not like you and have nothing left
I'm going someplace in this world and it's not a f**king grave
And you just laugh at me. At least I'm not a drugged up slave.