Here's to the kid in the crowd
Who curses the cliques so devout
And all of their idols of gold
Secondhand shirt on your back
Religiously covered in black
Your soul could never be sold
Perfect isn't perfect to me
I'd rather go down with the freaks
Than feast with the kings
Stay weird
Don't ever fake it
Don't let them take out your heart
Stay weird
So what, they hate you
Their world can't contain who you are
Here's to the fearless and crazy
Who don't give a fuck what the others say
They just do what they want
Circles are meant to be broken
Thank God you're not like the chosen ones
Boring till the end
Perfect isn't perfect to me
I'd rather go down with the freaks
Than feast with the kings, so
Stay weird
Don't ever fake it
Don't let them take out your heart
Stay weird
So what, they hate you
Their world can't contain who you are
Born to be one of a kind
Conditioned to fall into line
For the wrong life
For the wrong life
They'll tell you to be who you are
Then rip out your will and your heart
Without sacrifice
You're the sacrifice
Stay weird
Don't let them change you
Don't let them break who you are
Stay weird
Don't ever fake it
Don't let them take out your heart
Stay weird
So what, they hate you
Their world can't contain who you are
They'll never contain who you are
