How do all the goths grow up getting past Thirty-Three
Without falling into the national socialist Black Metal scene
What kind of rebellion do they cling to when they’re not Twenty-Three
All the people that made their tongues sore are all almost six feet deep
Do they never let go of that one time someone told them they had an artistic side
Do they just circle around their binds, with songs that say there is pride in life
Just fall in to the common issue of the gate-keeping problem
Just stick with the same 10 options, and never let go of the eighty’s adoption
How do all the goths come to grips, after the years of identity cliques
That not all of them are gonna make it, not all of them are gonna make it
Not all of them are gonna make it, not all of them are gonna make it
In fact, some are Morrisseys than Robert Smiths
It’s time for all of them to admit
That not all of them are gonna make it
Not all of them are gonna make it