Standing in the street

Making me so weak

I'm just mentally detached from the people around me



Learning by the rules

Children soon find out

Drunken fathers' tools

Get handed on down by generation

A young boy soon knows his destination

Give him a chance and he'll

Break away from it all

Individuality just won't let him stall



It might have been that every sound we made

Went unrealized

Till all of us stopped to look 'round

Any of them could have left town

We've come to watch their personality change

Individuality put us out of range

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