[Frank]: Fifteen years old, I delved to discover a counter-culture, a kick against stagnation
But even within this underground I found a festering mainstream bleeding us all dry white
But I cannot feely condemn - by being here we've made a step away, but I just get so frustrated by coming across this cancer
We cannot escape living by the system we hate, but we can at least disassociate

You don't even try - I see the cowardice in your eyes. Piss your life away just like your fucking parents
Don't just say it, fucking mean it - that is the key
Fake, clutch at the old tear-stained sleeve. Your pathetic conformity can only corrupt the true art of rebellion

[Ben]: Guilty of crying, guilty of trying, guilty of caring... this is my rebellion

[Chris]: This scene is a wonderful tool for compassionate youth to rebel against the evils of society. But your token gesturing, rebellion squandered uselessly brings nothing but shame upon us all