Who do you think you are anyway?
You think I got problems!
Just cause my hair is blue and purple
And there’s metal stuff sticking out of my face
Don’t mean I got problems!
I mean, look at you –
With your “fashionable” clothes and shiny new trainers,
Just “ trying to blend in”.
Like, GET A LIFE!
Don’t criticise my individuality.
I have my own ideals and “moral standards”,
You’ve got nothing but your thick, stubborn egos,
To hide behind and criticise.
Who do you think you are anyway?
