//Verse 1//
There's something in the weather
The restless air of our summer
People going mad at their children
Some are dealers, some are losers, they're all broken
I'm standin' in the pouring rain
And all this chaos is mixing up with the pain
I'm afraid of getting cold, scared of getting old
I won't play the part and let somebody hurt my soul
I won't let 'em say that my cockiness ain't on ice
'Cause I'm just way too fucking nice
//Pre-Chorus//
I don't fit the mold you tryna force me into
I don't tryna force you in a mold you fit perfectly
'Cause I am just the total opposite of you
You're in the arena, faking that you are free
But come on, I'll show you what does that mean
//Chorus//
This is a hymn for the people who don't give a fuck
The ones daydreaming, up in a Starbuck
The ones who don't fit the molds or the boxes
A hymn for all the teens, the rich and the poor ones
The thugs and the bad bitches
Oh, this is a hymn for the people who don't give a fuck
Like you, like me
Hymn for you, for me
//Verse 2//
I'mma open my mouth
I'mma let the words come out
They can't stand it
My talking's the shit
I can't stand that bullshit
I'm not into fake shit
Freedom's a big word
My mind's a big world
They said I wasn't well raised
Born in a summer haze
But it ain't my parents who put me in this social maze
I'm not dreaming 'bout sex while all the boys are dreaming 'bout sex
I'm feminist and anti-racist
I talk more, you talk less
My girl's the same as me
My friends the same as us
Don't test us, it could be dangerous
You're so dizzy
Our middle fingers are our boundaries for our territory
//Pre-Chorus//
I don't fit the mold you tryna force me into
I don't tryna force you in a mold you fit perfectly
'Cause I am just the total opposite of you
You're in the arena, faking that you are free
But come on, I'll show you what does that mean
//Chorus//
This is a hymn for the people who don't give a fuck
The ones daydreaming, up in a Starbuck
The ones who don't fit the molds or the boxes
A hymn for all the teen, the rich and the poor ones
The thugs and the bad bitches
Oh, this is a hymn for the people who don't give a fuck
Like you, like me
Hymn for you, for me
//Outro//
This is a hymn for the people who don't give a fuck
Hymn was written by Feather (CHI).
Hymn was produced by Feather (CHI).
I have a big fucking mouth, I really do. i always speak my mind, I always speak my truth but I don’t think that I’m always right, I ain’t talking ‘bout that. When I have to say something, I will say it and I will probably piss off one or two people around. I don’t say this is a quality but I won’t...