They call me lame,
They don't even know my name,
What's the point in having shame?,
When all this is silly game,
So what if I'm goth?,
So what if I complain?,
That doesn't give you the right to walk all over my face
Like I'm some basket case.
Well go ahead,
And call me lame,
I'm the one who someday get the fame,
And you will lose your filthy game!
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