I'm not your defacator
You can't give that shit to me
I'm not your learned mentor
You won't teach your habits to me
I'm not presentator
You havn't shown your prescence to me
I'm not your elevator
You can't bring yourself up to me
I call you a machine
A machine you are
I feed you children
And how childish you are
I worship your god
And you bow down too
But the only thing that's missing
Is your sacrifice and independance
I'm not your reprebator
You can't feed my sanity to me
I'm not your "seeya later"
You won't turn your back on me
I'm not your complicator
You havn't shown stupidity to me
I'm not your free hand writer
Won't you people stop following me
I'm not your trend
I'm not your idol
I'm not your god
I'm not your label
You can't follow me
You can't even be me
And if you try
I'll break your mind
And start your trend again...