Vermont-Cruiserweight

In the background, there＇s a noise, All the feet marking time in a straight line. And you can＇t turn back ＇cause you＇re better off, You gotta maintain your stance. In the background, there＇s a voice, Singing softly but surely to break you down. That no, no, no, no matter what they say, What you＇re wearing still matters. An unmotivated crowd. Blood, sweat, and tears poured into staying safe, Like tenth grade apprension, oh. And my navy blue isnt black enough, So I＇ll keep my head down. Is it innovation or formula? You dance the same dance You dance the same dance In the background, there＇s a noise, All the feet marking time in a straight line. And you can＇t turn back ＇cause you＇re better off, You gotta maintain your stance. In the background, there＇s a voice, Singing softly but surely to break you down. That no, no, no, no matter what they say, What you＇re wearing still matters. Smash your equipment in a rage, it＇s all the rage And a guaranteed way to heaven, hallelujah! We＇re all saved! And though heaven said i should write it down, well, I will be forgotten. But the eternal race for prom queen is here to stay. You dance the same dance, you dance the same dance As everyone. Gesticulate. Try to make a move and break free. And you thought conformity was so passe＇. But no matter what they tell you, Everything is high school.