Just Like Roaches by Clenched Fist

Yuppies on Motorcycles

by Clenched Fist· from Just Like Roaches

Yuppies on motorcycles Soccer moms with tattoos Everything that I live for becomes diluted and made impure Can't they just leave it alone And let us have something we can call our own? Seems like everything that is sacred to me Becomes a meaningless trend that it so empty Half hearted pretenders ruin everything Always wishing to be what they can't be What's left for outcasts of today When your spoiled happy ass comes and takes it away? Yuppies on motorcycles Soccer moms with tattoos Kids at shows who pretend to be The hardest man the world has ever seen Counter culture done all wrong Mindless followers ruin it all Can't they just leave it alone And let us have something we can call our own? Irrelevant Commercialized That is the fate of all the great things in life