a victim of fashion
dressed to do or die.
don't worry about me
I'm not you tragedy.
a reject, no respect.
I don't wanna be a conclusion,
victim of confusion,
and I'll stay my own place
right here in nowhere.
I'm the saint of hopeless,
I make no apologies.
well this is a call,
throughout and a cross,
the underdog nation,
the hopeless and lost.