Mrs. Smith is holding an inspection  She's a model of society  Wears a cross, but only for protection  From her own immorality    But she's sayin' I'm an abhoration  Burn in hell for all my decorations  Start lookin' for salvation  There'll be nowhere to hide    Chorus:  Pray for me, I don't fit in  Pray for me, 'cause I look so wild  Pray for me, I don't fit in  Pray for me, I could be your child    Back in school, I questioned the conditions  Was a pillar of conformity  Was a fool, but I had an education    Least I learned what I don't want to be  Be rejected by the population  Never mind about the degradation  All you need is public conformation  What really matters inside    Chorus    I don't understand, the way that you judge a man  Your opinon's nothin' to me won'tcha  Won'tcha look deep inside,  and see who is livin' there  I bet you will find one that looks just like me    Mrs. Smith is holding an inspection  She's a model of society  Wears a cross, but only for protection  From her own immorality    But she's sayin' I'm an abhoration  Burn in hell for all my decorations  Start lookin' for salvation  There'll be nowhere to hide    Chorus    Repeat Chorus    these lyrics are submitted by RikkiStixx