Labeled

Labeled as freaks, losers, misfits - We're outcastNever meant to fit into their moldThey set their standartsThen they sit back and judgeThe choice is yoursThink for yourself - Or do as you're toldLiving in a world - All our ownThey'll never understand - What we haveStanding on the outside - Looking inI'd never want to be like any of themYou look at us - You say that we're to blameOr is it because - You've made us this wayDay after day - It's all the sameSo sick of playing - Your twisted gameIt's hard to be the better manWhen everything seems like a fuckin scamPay the price - For the shit that we doThere's no one looking out for me or for youSearching for something that can't seem to be foundAnother day leaves me laying on the groundOn the fucking ground