Beyond the Gnar by Cara Neir Lyrics

I'm a darn tough lad, fucking censorship
You can't censor me, I like anarchy
Marching forward marks, marching forward, march
Putting bullseye marks on all the politics
Been suppressed my whole life
White suburbia was rough
Flex my scrawny legs as I slamdance right
Into your face with my heel
Fuckin' right I front that fuckin' band
If I talk like this am I fuckin' tuff?
If I dress like this am I fuckin' tuff?
"Nah, high school was for posers so I dropped out bro
So I got 42 tattoos and started eight bands"