I'm so sick of the scene these days, there's no comradery. I wish you felt the same, you're just too cool for hardcore/ You stick to your cliques, with your obscure taste, Judging others, that aren't the same. What happen to the days when nothing mattered, 'cept going to shows, and being with bros. No rivalries, just loving the scene, Now all I see are crews and wannabe's. We are the ones that society spit out, We should be writing songs that we can yell and shout. (Get that out of here) I'm so sick of the scene these days, there's no comradery. I wish you felt the same, you're just too cool for hardcore/ We get no respect, or worth to our name, But you're no better, no, you're to blame. It doesn't matter who's the toughest in the pit, Cause in the end, we're all the backwards youth/ We are the backwards youth of today, We get no respect, or worth to our name. We gotta treat each other, How we wanna be treated/ You ain't better than us, we're just the same, Don't try to glorify, your role in this game. Hating on everything, that isn't you, So just lose the ego, we ain’t got the room/ You stick to your cliques, with your obscure taste, Judging others, that aren't the same. What happen to the days when nothing mattered, 'cept going to shows, and being with bros. No rivalries, just loving the scene, Now all I see are crews and wannabe's. We are the ones that society spit out, We need to stand as one, We need to stand as one. Cause we're the backwards youth/ I'm so sick of the scene these days, there's no comradery. I wish you felt the same, you're just too cool for hardcore.
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