Tekstovi: Bottom Line. Afraid.

Tolerate no one.
They'll try to be your friend,
They're really not; I've told you once,
Maybe a thousand times before.
They'll ask you what you're doing here.
They'll try to push you back,
Won't try to grab you from falling
Off the floor

So as I walk on home,
She told me that I'm wasting my time.
It's not a crime; I only said "hello".
But she's too good for me,
Speaking with me would be below herself,
Can't she tell, that I'm not?
No, I'm not afraid

Won't you come around?
And figure I'm not different from everybody else.
Why am I so different?
This time around

Tolerate no one.
One day we'll rise above
And reach on down, to those who have,
Those who've changed their minds.
And for those of you,
Who think you are better than us,
Well know that you're not, because we're not,
No, we're not afraid