Snowflake

I’m not a special snowflake but if everybody looked and acted this way it would start to lose its charm There’s a reason that we find our friends in dirty basement punk rock shows and not everyday walking down the Sidewalk So they might call us freaks or say we should act our age But all my friends are beautiful and I hope they never ever change And some of us might trade this angst and youth in for a 9 to 5, commute Start a family, I’m not judging I hope we’re happy And we will buy our children punk CDs and tell them they can live their dreams Grow up to be whatever it is that they wanna be And if anyone calls them freaks we’ll say That freaks are fucking beautiful and we wouldn’t love them any other way