Crywank - Care Not for Your Clubnights lyrics

Indoctrinated into a tribe of the musically unkind Where the pretence of a scene can overrule a fragile mind Until a boxticking system closes doors to outside I mean you'll look pretty cool but a part of you will die And when I say you look cool I mean only to your friends The general opinion is you act like a bellend Your arrogance is based on a personal preference And that preference is based on your scene's consensus Ma**es with the live for the weekend mentality Caught up with the illusion of individuality Care not for your clubnights, the fake alternative You're just another group of youths goin' out and gettin' pissed I am the guy stood against the wall at the clubs Watching dollies and peaco*ks dance and get drunk And when the chorus kicks in, they all sing along And I watch their mouths fade away while they all get the verses wrong I'm not saying I'm any better I fall for the same traps as well But at least, at least I can admit it At least I can admit that I'm boring as hell