All my crimes are catching up to me. Lock the door and throw away the key. I got my boots laced up tight, walkin' through the night still slightly free. Paranoia's ruining my life. Sharpen my eyeliner with a kitchen knife! 'Cause I don't wanna pass your fuckin' test tonight. We got our own definition of identity and self-worth. Try to teach us a lesson, we'll give you one in reverse-- you can't hold us to this earth. Sometimes I wonder if they found me out by the barn, in a meteor from the atmosphere that withered to the ground. And deep inside the molten crust, a newborn baby from the sky, coated in an astral dust...no super power, I just cried.
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