Visceral

[Verse 1]
Is it something visceral
The way we're deprived
Of basic ways to define
Ourselves it's tragical
You take it so hard, that we just don't look the part
But I believe that we can change it
This incessant hyping of the stereotypes
I think you're downright lying
If you claim to know
People you've never met

[Pre-Chorus]
I know it's b-b-b-b-basic
But somehow, some people
Haven't n-n-n-nailed it
That we are individuals with individual taste
It doesn't matter what color or r-r-r-r-race you are
Or where you're from
I know it's basic
But somehow, some people
Haven't n-n-n-nailed it
That we are individuals with individual taste
It doesn't matter what color or r-r-r-r-race you are
Or where you're from

[Chorus]
Screwing up the corner field
Stealing from your [?]
Standing up to sword and shield

[Verse 2]
Maybe we're just sensitive
We go 'round in circles
And we make ourselves nauseous
Contrafactual
You meant nothing by it, we must deal with satire
But then what if it's just plain wrong
The senses in pointing to your dress or ways
You choose to cut your hair
What if we wanted just a bit more slack

[Pre-Chorus]
I know it's b-b-b-b-basic
But somehow, some people
Haven't n-n-n-nailed it
That we are individuals with individual taste
It doesnt matter what color or r-r-r-r-race you are
Or where you're from

[Chorus]
We're screwing up the corner field
Stealing from your [?]
Standing up to sword and shield