“Hey, calm down”, I told you: “look at me”
The time to hide behind those corners is up
Now tell me where you’re running and why you’re panting
You never saw who danced with fucking devils

Who grew up with strong dreams and weak hands
Who was pushed into the pit, crashed at the margins
Covered in gold and then stabbed, the beautiful Kahlo Frida
In front of everyone I stood quiet but now look at me here

Stay with your clique then
Crawl, pray, blend-in
Us, we’rе not short on courage, we’re fеarless
We’ve grown up with bruises on our elbows
We don’t give a fuck about you
And your clique you eat, crawl, pray, throw up with

Us, we’re not short on courage, we’re fearless
We’ve grown up with bruises on our elbows
We don’t give a fuck about you
And your clique you eat, crawl, pray, throw up with

Us, we’re not short on courage, we’re fearless
We’ve grown up with bruises on our elbows
We don’t give a fuck-
If you wanna know my story, sit down, and listen
It’ll last a handful of seconds, so count them now
Wanting to shine, being afraid and everyone else accomplices
Of the fear of shining that we have when we’re young

It’s a beautiful lesson, but for half-men
A secular culture, but of stereotypes
Look down on those who have less than you, look up to those above
Honor your mother and father, but spit behind their back

But I’ll always have my path, the looks, three fearless friends
And if the world caught up, now it’ll start to look at us
And it’s a lot of rags I picked up without complaining
I might be a zero, but zero pisses on your and your clique’s head

Crawl, pray, blend in
Us, we’re not short on courage, we’re fearless
We’ve grown up with bruises on our elbows
We don’t give a fuck about you
And your clique you eat, crawl, pray, throw up with

Us, we’re not short on courage, we’re fearless
We’ve grown up with bruises on our elbows
We don’t give a fuck about you
And your clique you eat with
Aah, yes of your clique you eat with
Yes of your clique you eat with