We don't need this animosity,
We've created these atrocities,
We must break down this monopoly,
And make this world ours.

Pushed into the same [bad word] corner,
Looking for an out just to payback torture,
To be or not to be accepted by the cliché,
It seems to be the top priority in these days,
And I remember being that low,
New place, same kid, face change for the show,
Every day a new persona to be glorified,
Standing in the lunch line with a roll of dimes,
Outcast, yes I was an alien,
The mirror made me promise that I'd never look the same again,
The cornerstone of getting involved,
Was the alcohol and [bad word]  I was hitting it all,
Passion wasn't portable, I was just mechanical,
Acting like I grew up in a pack of rabid animals,
Blacking out, passing out, call it a day,
Put my problems in the [bad word] and watch them haul it away.

We don't need this animosity,
We've created these atrocities,
We must break down this monopoly,
And make this world ours.

I was always on the attack,
Defensive in any scenario that I couldn't grasp,
Probable to be inoperable in the clinch,
Chalk it up to an impossible involvement on the list,
Pockets full of rocket fuel, or call it something else,
Send me to the moon so I can finally fit the bill,
Organize an army that was glorified and ornery,
The moral of the story is to formalize equality,
Apocalyptic social faux pas genius,
Talking out the [bad word] to make the whole thing seamless,
Beating on the snare [bad word] marching with the prototypes,
Heating [bad word] to take over control tonight,
I'm gathering a special platoon,
Taking names of those enamored with [bad word] 
It's a big bang theory when the pendulum moves,
Follow me into the night, there's not a second to lose.

We don't need this animosity,
We've created these atrocities,
We must break down this monopoly,
And make this world ours.