Kill Your Idols

How much abuse are we going to take?
It is like a verbal kick to the face Will we ever really
fit in in this place? That would really be such a disgrace.
We'll take our chances, we're still holding on A little
bit damaged, but we're still strong So sorry things
aren't always nice and sweet more like a fuck in a
back seat. CH: We are the rain and sleet,
come to ruin your parade and we wont ever fall in line
with all of your charades.
Pretty like pictures, smelling like roses How can we
prove our point surrounded by posers Tell someone who
gives a shit I don't want to hear any more of it It's
all the same, it's all a game where everything seems
to stay the same sick of living by the rules they only
serve you to help stay cool Like passing strangers
in the night, As you leave would you please turn out the light?