Personality Cult

Fuck the voice of a generation
I just wanna be who I am
No one can change or guide me
I'm content with where I stand
So fuck the voice of a generation
You can stand on your own two feet
Hooligans from across the nation
Sing my songs when you mob the street.

This is who we are, we are
A product of…
This is who we are, we are
A product of war.

In the grain of our skin, we think this is it
Portrayed by a stigma that won't let us out
By choice it's a sin, if not I'm just dead
Alive isn't free when your lies cost me this.

Smooth talker and a heart breaker
But you are nothing but a cheap thinker
Buying them off for lower than you're worth.

This is who we are [x3]
A product of war.

I just wish that this itching I have
To be different somehow, would escape me
Cause all these obstacles make it difficult
When you're just trying to change me.

At least when we stand together
I'm not the only soul trapped in limbo
By this breed of prima donnas.

Smooth talker and a heart breaker
But you are nothing but a cheap thinker
Buying them off for lower than you're worth.

This is who we are [x3]
A product of war.

Why do they wanna make us conform
Worship their words, I'll admit that I'm sold but
The fact that you consider yourself a god
Is the very reason you should fall the fuck off.

Smooth talker and a heart breaker
But you are nothing but a cheap thinker
Buying them off for lower than you're worth.

This is who we are [x3]
A product of war.