Skarpretter Anti
Anti. Yes that’s me
Anti. I was born to be
Anti. Anti what?
Anti what ever you got!
When I was a kid I had a strange set of eyes
I saw only scrappy knees and crystal blue skies
And when I looked at the grown human
I thought I had something in common with them
But now I’ve learned that they are all f..ckups
And I’ve grown to hate the world of the grownups
Maybe they changed, maybe it was me
But when I look now, what I see is the enemy
Talking to you about anarchy
Is like telling a fish in a tank about the sea
I know I’m not free; I’m in a tank too
But mine’s got cooler inmates than yours do’
Misfits and criminals, punx and anarchists
-you’ll never find a bunch of more pissed off fish
If I’m anti them? Comes the question from you
No I’m f..cking not, because they’re all anti too!
