i lost count of all the things i hated.
from your face, and these clothes and this music.
this f*cking music!
i’m still always rooting for the underdog.
i just (just! ) can’t stand (stand! )
following another man.
i just can’t stand, following another man.
the odds are defied, we are so surprised,
and now i have a reason to smile.
i’m not corrupt enough to follow a line,
i’m just whole enough to follow my mind.