Give up the thought of a prepaid affection
trying to win in a satisfying fight
It's just the proof of infantile reactions,
deeply implied in the plans of the calculating minds
Punkrock sellout!
That's the point - ideas get destroyed!
So-called subcultures fill out the void
in these progressive and independent times
the passion has disintegrated itself from inside

And fashion forced us to show up so pretty well designed
Pretty well designed
Pretty well designed
A bright shining portrait of conformity

Give up the thought of a predefined existence
We're never playing a challenging game
and yet we proof our infantile resistance
demonstrating the colours and numbers and names
That's conventional thinking in unconventional frames
but I still cannot remember that sound associates change
Ain't the mainstream killing
the few left out there, weak, but willing to fight?
Take your strength from inside!

While asking for less,
the wind turned offshore,
the clowns left the party,
the fruits had no core
Like dying protagonists in a bonus set scene
a fun-generationing conflict between
my distorted picture of integrity
my distorted picture of true rights and wrongs
I can't stop listening to this song.