You Are A Goth (elcom2)
This is your life In which you thrive And you achieve And you retrieve The bone you get From your adept Without disgrace This is your race
You are a Goth Are you a Goth You
You will get old As you are told By older men Oh yeah and then You will get asked To lift your mask And you decide 'Bout your last ride
You are a Goth Are you a Goth You
Will you ever Change your life Will you never Feel alive Will you never See the sun You are always On the run