You point your finger at me   I'm a mirror to you   and you don't like what you see   and they think I'm insane   'Cause I got my own brain   Ya know, I really don't care   They, they don't wanna know me   Makes it harder to judge   Makes it harder to stink      And it's always the same   And I'm always to blame   And they gather outside   with their torches held high   Now the freak must die   But the freak is not I      This is our last chance to break free   One last chance before they break me   This is our last chance to break free   One last chance before they break me down      Beware - beware of the have-nots   You're just an image to them   of what they want but don't get   They'll call you every bad name   Breaking you is a game   'til you're one and the same   (it's a fucking shame)   And you - you objectify   A body for you to burn   But that body aint mine      And it's always the same...