They say it all behind my back
I should dress my age
Why don't I act like everyone else
I don't know how to act
My cue is to keep being me
The haters gonna hate
I can wear my grandmas knitted sweaters
I'd still look gold
Pull your dirty infested Death stares up your ass
Nobody cares
I just live my life
You troll around for attention
Look who's not acting their age
Like jealous teenagers competing
Lifes about fun and peace
Not ugly competition