Fiddlehead
True Hardcore (II)
[Verse 1]
Deeply depressed kids
Seeking art to mean
More than (A gathering of friends)
Striking a pose (Happy little clones)
Something (You could never feel)
Freeing
[Chorus]
Like I expected you to
Too true for you
Like I expected you to
Too true for you
[Verse 2]
Pseudo and false to the core
Keeping the gates closed
Won't you (Get over yourself)
We don't want through (Leave us alone)
You're killing (Purest joy in life)
The Feeling
[Chorus]
Like I expected you to
Too true for you
Like I expected you to
Too true for you
[Post-Chorus]
One-Two-O-U
[Outro]
Nothing
Nothing
Not a damn thing, to the "Evil-fake"
We, the "Evergreen", owe you nothing
Not a damn thing, to the "Evil-fake"
We're the "Evergreen"