The independent way of life
The independent way of life The independent way of life
At least I was twelve years ago And my miserable gothic wife
Even if I stabbed you with a knife
And my eyes are painted black My days are one long trauma
The independent way of life
The independent way of life The independent way of life
I love every minute hating it The way I dress reflects my soul
Sleep is not considered deep Detest everything you like
Play me your favourite tune I'll convince the world it's junk But if you listen to what I listen to
You won't believe the stuff we play We just signed a major deal Riches are heading our way
The independent way of life
The independent way of life The independent way of life