| We’re taught to be like them
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| Taught to know a place
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| We kept the pace but we’re done pretending
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| A fault line through their fairytale endings
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| They’ve tried to sell us on convenience and conformity
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| Those aren’t the measures of the man that I want to be
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| Rise up if you agree
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| And let your freak flags fly
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| We’re all messed up inside
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| And forced to act like everything’s alright
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| Wave those freak flags high
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| Rejected 'til we die
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| To hell with tomorrow
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| Just let your freak flags fly tonight
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| We’re taught to fall in line
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| Taught to know the rules
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| We’ve played the fools and we’re over the laughter
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| They can keep their vapid happily ever-afters
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| They can’t sell us on convenience and conformity
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| Those aren’t the properties of people that we want to be
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| Rise up if you agree
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| And let your freak flags fly
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| We’re all messed up inside
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| And forced to act like everything’s alright
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| Wave those freak flags high
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| Rejected 'til we die
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| To hell with tomorrow
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| Just let your freak flags fly tonight
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| Made from a different mold
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| Stuck in a different skin
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| We will never back down
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| We will never fit in
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| A different breed
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| Stuck in a different skin
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| We will never back down
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| We will never fit in
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| So let your freak flags fly
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| We’re all messed up inside
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| And forced to act like everything’s alright
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| Wave those freak flags high
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| Rejected 'til we die
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| To hell with tomorrow
|
| Let your freak flags fly
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| We’re all messed up inside
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| And forced to act like everything’s alright
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| Wave those freak flags high
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| Rejected 'til we die
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| To hell with tomorrow
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| Just let your freak flags fly tonight |