| It’s nothing you can wear
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| The fascist anti-fashion jades me
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| And no one’s running scared
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| I wanna smash the mold that made me
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| Somehow I think it’s all gone wrong
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| 'cause now I find myself in a world where I belong
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| And I won’t be staying long
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| 'cause the underground ain’t underground no more
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| No the underground ain’t underground no more
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| And I don’t know what’s in store
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| But to me we all look bored
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| 'cause the underground ain’t underground no more
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| There’s nothing left to prove
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| Everybody’s nuts and bleeding
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| My pain has been abused
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| It sounds the same but it’s lost the feeling
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| Somehow I think we lost our way
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| 'cause now I find myself in a world afraid to hate
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| And I just can’t relate
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| 'cause the underground ain’t underground no more
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| No the underground ain’t underground no more
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| And I don’t know what’s in store
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| It’s become their corporate whore
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| 'cause the underground ain’t underground no more
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| 'cause the underground ain’t underground no more
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| No the underground ain’t underground no more
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| And I don’t know what’s in store |
| Look at me I’m fucking bored
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| 'cause the underground ain’t underground no more |