I have rejected common ways of modern man. And society's neglected me again, and again. I refuse to be victim in a flock of f***ing sheep. I'd rather die on my feet. Stuck in a rut, miserable as f**k. Don't wanna hear your voice cuz I don't give a fuck about your thoughts. What you think of me don't mean a thing to me. Just live your life and f***ing let me be. You're quick to offer your voice but never your hand, so this is where we stand. I'm still on my feet. I'm tried and true. I can't be beat. I'm made of so much more. When all is said and done, I can't outrun the sun.