S.M.D. Lyrics

You don't like the clothes I wear
I'll shave my head or grow my hair
What makes you look over here
What are you queer?
Suck My d***
Suck My d***
Suck My d***
You call my music sonic poison
Turn it down it's annoyin'
But it gives me pleasure to aggravate
The ones I hate
Walking down the Streets
A Bottle grazes off your head
From a window someone laughing
Spitting on your head
Find a weapon bash their skulls in
Don't they make you sick
Kill these f****** p*****
Shins and bangers joing fight or one
Those who persecute battle til' they've won
Tired of being pressured
To join their plastic army
You conforming clones will be sorry
Suck
I won't change for anyone
My
Keep fighting 'til I'm done
d***
I got a right to be myself
And you can go f*** yourself