Just Like Us by The Bastards (Horror Punk) Lyrics
What have we got to lose?
Things the way they are
People throwing stones
No less then we deserve
Were one of the same
Cut from a mold
No one gets our ways
We never do as we're told
I like the toxic vibes
I pick up when you're around
I like the way I feel
Knowing I'd be better off in the ground
I like to imagine we
Could live peacefully
But I got the urge to kill
And you're right next to me
Chorus:
What have we got to lose?
(The freaks like us)
What is there left to prove?
(Dust to dust)
What more can I say?
Drenched in blood and guts
This goes out to all
The Freaks like us
Its maybe a twisted life
It could all just be a lie
My medications gone and I
Don't trust whats before my eyes
Taking solace in the fact
That you're as fucked up as me
We got a little pack
And you'd feel right at home here
This is for the macabre
Those who like the dark
This for the fucked up kids
Who always want more
Never change your ways
Don't try to conform
Take it to your grave and
Bring back when you're reborn
Chorus:
What have we got to lose?
(The freaks like us)
What is there left to prove?
(Dust to dust)
What more can I say?
Drenched in blood and guts
This goes out to all
The Freaks like us
We're here for you
Don't be afraid
We march together in this black parade
Things the way they are
People throwing stones
No less then we deserve
Were one of the same
Cut from a mold
No one gets our ways
We never do as we're told
I like the toxic vibes
I pick up when you're around
I like the way I feel
Knowing I'd be better off in the ground
I like to imagine we
Could live peacefully
But I got the urge to kill
And you're right next to me
Chorus:
What have we got to lose?
(The freaks like us)
What is there left to prove?
(Dust to dust)
What more can I say?
Drenched in blood and guts
This goes out to all
The Freaks like us
Its maybe a twisted life
It could all just be a lie
My medications gone and I
Don't trust whats before my eyes
Taking solace in the fact
That you're as fucked up as me
We got a little pack
And you'd feel right at home here
This is for the macabre
Those who like the dark
This for the fucked up kids
Who always want more
Never change your ways
Don't try to conform
Take it to your grave and
Bring back when you're reborn
Chorus:
What have we got to lose?
(The freaks like us)
What is there left to prove?
(Dust to dust)
What more can I say?
Drenched in blood and guts
This goes out to all
The Freaks like us
We're here for you
Don't be afraid
We march together in this black parade