Rebel blood runs through my veins,
rebel blood, it haunts in my name,
every where I am despised,
but that won't stop me from living my life.
I own my labels,
I wear them proud,
Proud to be of something different,
something hated but free.
Outcast sins are in my soul,
owning it violently,
my hunger,
my hate,
on levels the same.
nothing will ever stop me.
