Refused - Fusible Front Lyrics

A fashion, a trend, that's what it meant to you

The ideals, the thought, they never got to you

Search for acceptance to fit the crowd

To think for yourself is not allowed

Take the easy way to be accepted

I'll rather be myself and be rejected

I won't sell out to your stupid trends

True to myself until the end

Fashion manners, they're not for me

As you are now I'll never be

Mainstream going, changing face

If I'm not like you am I outta place?

I know my convictions and where I stand

I guess I got the upper hand

A phony, a sellout, that's what you are

Claim it's hardcore, no it's not by far

What's wrong with thinking for oneself

Instead of trying to fit in like everybody else?