Have you ever been to the blue tattooed bar?
Not too far from broken hearted boulevard?
You're welcome to come
But unwelcome to leave.
The bartender can lure you to concede.
Some truly think it's heaven.
And others think it to be hell.
You have a choice of accolades.
Either let the past rest
Or have the demons dwell.
I used to fear a person's opinion
Wanted to be in the crowd
but only from a distance
And mind games telling me
"I won't ever fit in their description
Im just too different"
Well,
living In a society so sensitive to any
"non-traditional" change
Without knowing
People have all learned how to be the same
Very strange how I've seen foes turn to friends sharing how much hate they have for the same thing
And friendships with historic loyalty burned into flames
I used to fear a person's opinion
Wanted to be in the crowd
but only from a distance
And mind games telling me
"I won't ever fit in their description
Im just too different"
Well,
living In a society so sensitive to any
"non-traditional" change
Without knowing
People have all learned how to be the same
Very strange how I've seen foes turn to friends sharing how much hate they have for the same thing
And friendships with historic loyalty burned into flames
