Anthems for the people with no food on their tables
And since there's money in our pockets
We're supposed to be greatful
Because we have what most people don't
It's impossible for our lives to be diffult
No, it won't reflect in our clothes
Cause we can't we can't let it show
The popular girl will still walk tall
And disregard what others say
As long as no one can see her pain
You can't see it with your eyes
It's hard times on the inside
All the love for the "less fortunate" ones
But what about us?
What about the kid with a razor blade
For a best friend
A pair of red sissors
A dozen rubberbands
His head heavy like a rock
His brain fightin the habit
That his body can't stop
No one believes when he says life is hard
And he can't show them how he's fallin apart
Now don't forget the girl that's praised
For being different
And put down cause she refuses
To blend in
Tired all the time
Cause she's under so much stress
Don't tell her, she knows
The dark circles are starting to show
Hidin her bruised lips
Cause she peels at her skin
To shed the flesh that makes her
Who she is
Telathons, marathons for the wheelchair bound
But no one gives a damn when we're feelin down
Everyone's at the feet of the little girl
That beat a disease to save her life
Who gives a fuck when we beat depression
For the third time
It only matters if we have a rundown home
Or chemicals are eating us at the bone
The only time people get emotional
Is when you're pain is physical
I know they all deserve some kind of love
But what about us?