He's only seventeen, an outcast of the world. He tried to get by on what he had. The people detested his long hair and therefore he couldn't find any work. Prejudice are the people of today, they horde what they have and they cheat where they can. Oh god, why can't they just be fair and just try to understand? Prejudice are the people of today, they horde what they have and they cheat where they can. Oh god, why can't they just be fair and just try to understand? He traveled to the ends of the earth to try and find everlasting peace. He had been lonely since his birth and he had been pushed like an inhuman beast; he couldn't find what he was lookin' for and he was growin' weak and old. And finally he took an overdose and now his body's cold. Prejudice are the people of today, they horde what they have and they cheat where they can. Oh god, why can't they just be fair and just try to understand?