Dye your hair purple
It’s what the cool people are doing
Don’t worry about the price
In the long run you won’t notice your pride going
Wear this shirt, but tear it up first
It’s the latest fashion
Try on these skinny jeans that destroy your heart
You don’t need any passion
Running this race
You aren’t going to win
The more you try
The more they drag you into sin
The price of beauty
Is rising ever higher
Soon you’ll have nothing left
Selling to the highest bidder
Like this band
If you don’t you suck
If you don’t conform
You’re completely out of luck
Love only the beautiful people
‘Cause everyone else hates your guts
But all the beautiful people
They’re all attention-grabbing sluts
Limping along
Trying to fit in
The more you try
The more they drag you into sin
The price of living (this lie)
Is rising ever higher
Soon you’ll have nothing to gain
Selling to the highest bidder
In finding yourself
You lost it all
Now the freaks and geeks
Are the ones watching you fall
You could have learned to love
If you’d learned to be yourself
And not some spoilt princess’ dream
You could have learned to fight
For things that weren’t as they seem
Lying in the dirt
You aren’t going to win
The more you tried
The more they dragged you into sin
The price of happiness
Is too much to think about
Now you have nothing left
Not even the breath to shout
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