Paroles: Propaghandi. Bent.

Weight on your shoulders is heavy, you've been suppressing these urges far to long. you're sick of acting the right way: it's wrong for you but it's right for them. these urges inside you grow a
Ow till one day it happens, you explode, pretending that you belong, why the fuck do you have that mask on? same thing all over again, this time in a different way. your life's controlled by oth
Rules, forget it man, be yourself, bent's ok. no way. fuck straight-edge, get bent.