I`m not your target market 
Don`t live with a sitcom mom and dad 
I`m a different kind 
Don`t identify, no 
So go build another billboard 
That`s telling me how I need to think 
Or how to fix my skin 
I`m not buying in 
You`ll never touch my soul 
Never penetrate 
Can`t get inside my skull 
My body is yours to break 
I`ll be incarcerated 
Manipulated left and right 
Tortured for my pride 
Even if I die 
You`ll never touch my soul 
Never penetrate 
Can`t get inside my skull 
My body is yours to break 
I see too many people die 
Looted, by somebody else`s notion of a lifestyle 
Taking the place of a single cell 
Can anyone tell me 
They`ve never been influenced by propaganda? 
The casualties of this consume my culture 
Fall into line with a silent cry 
As we speak there`s a temperature rising 
A child who is barely alive 
One beyond just the physical something survives 
something survives