These Vampires
How can they really know you without even knowing your name?
Why should you care about them at all?
Self-consciousness is killing a unique part of you
Self-expression as a weapon to push through
Every second is a lesson that shows you that they can't control you
I can't keep sacrificing myself to try and belong
Feeling the world's eyes upon you
But those eyes are blinded and not even paying attention to you
I won't keep sacrificing myself to try and belong
These vampires sucking our will to carry on
Feasting on the last remaining glimpse of your freedom
But even if I'm bitten and bleeding I won't be beaten
A horde of people trapped in their heads
Sweating opinions every day until they're dead
Here's a secret: no one cares
No one's noticing the way you do your hair
They have no power, you're free
Their fangs aren't venomous, their status is make believe
'cause I'm like you, and you're like me
So don't let them make you justify your dreams
They turn to dust when you look away
Speak up, let your voice oscillate
When will it ever be enough to be ourselves?
Find solace in raising eyebrows
Disapproving nobodies
Irrelevant relics
Smirking serpentine
With their lovely little empty lives
Why should you care about them at all?
Self-consciousness is killing a unique part of you
Self-expression as a weapon to push through
Every second is a lesson that shows you that they can't control you
I can't keep sacrificing myself to try and belong
Feeling the world's eyes upon you
But those eyes are blinded and not even paying attention to you
I won't keep sacrificing myself to try and belong
These vampires sucking our will to carry on
Feasting on the last remaining glimpse of your freedom
But even if I'm bitten and bleeding I won't be beaten
A horde of people trapped in their heads
Sweating opinions every day until they're dead
Here's a secret: no one cares
No one's noticing the way you do your hair
They have no power, you're free
Their fangs aren't venomous, their status is make believe
'cause I'm like you, and you're like me
So don't let them make you justify your dreams
They turn to dust when you look away
Speak up, let your voice oscillate
When will it ever be enough to be ourselves?
Find solace in raising eyebrows
Disapproving nobodies
Irrelevant relics
Smirking serpentine
With their lovely little empty lives
Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Nicholson
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