Testo Fm Invasion

Your truth isn't the truth and sure ain't ours.
We can not believe what you want us to.
Reality's not what you want us to see, so please quit your FM Invasion.

Fridaynight we're just cruisin' round.
Headin' over to the park where we hang out.
You know how we are; just living our life like we don't care.
The radio's playing the bands we like NOT.
Seems like they banned 'm all except for the ones
who keep telling us about our meaningless lives
right
Your truth isn't the truth and sure ain't ours.
We can not believe what you want us to.
Reality's not what you want us to see, so please quit your
FM Invasion too.

Your selection! Our imperfection! Don't think it's ever gonna work.
What a waste of energy and precious airwave time.
You claim our ignorance! Yeah, so called intolerance!
Stating there's nog hope, no sense, no purpose for us shit

Your words Prefabricated lies fuck you, they won't affect my mind! My life! My friends! They won't affect my life!
My mind! They won't affect my mind!