To Be Tolerated - Destrage

We don’t belong

To a comortable place that many call a Scene

Feels so safe

To gather in clusters and cuddle

Where the ceiling’s low

My question is why

To fear whom you’re alike?

Why resonating with vibrant clichès is required?

The bands oblige

The secret to be tolerated is to not shine

Say again what was spoken and said

Here’s the line, memorize

Now make yours what was spoken and said

Not your words?

Just pretend

Got a flower in one hand

And the shears in the other

Shiny smiles and clenched fists

Speak with someone else’s voice

What is not inside

Can’t be put outside

You’re so full of yourself

Full of things you don’t have