Texty: Ninety Pound Wuss. Not Like Me.

There's no reason to do just what you say
All I fought comes round ten times my way
Strange looking sequence, I'm falling apart today
Carrying over into new memories

No it's not like this, no it's not like you at all
No it's not like this, no it's not like you at all
No it's not like this and no it's not like me

Now what should I say to all your questioning?
Your life is vacant, your words just trivial
Dogmatic, meaningless, with no relationship at all
You've lost community, no how can you live?

Revolution, spinning around again
Lost in rebellion, burnt on religion
New conviction, I won't do what you say
New conviction, I won't do what you say