When they all met me
Judgment battering ram
How I dress, act and be
Want so to change what I am
You’ll need some new boots
Have to tone down the black
Abandon your roots
And get on the right track
They will never want you
You’ll won’t impress them
No matter what you do
Your ways will condemn
Now come and have fun
Grab that one off the shelf
Tonight a loaded gun
The mirror shows not myself
And they all love me
I’m just like the rest
Forgot what I used to be
Alone and depressed
In the party and night life
They push him around
It hits like a knife
Life gone deaf from the sound
My friends now all wonder
Why I followed him out
Final social blunder
They thought me devout
My old boots remember
Where we used to go
In the snow of December
Alone and below
I was so empty
Hollow, just for show
Again I can feel free
Like I did long ago
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