Normo

I can’t believe it’s happening,

I can’t believe to me

A normo loves me;

well how can this be?

They say that I am their hero,

they say that I am the one

I thought that to the normos

I was an ugly freak

But this one says they love me,

well I can hardly speak

The normos look down their noses

and show me their contempt

I don’t believe it’s happening,

they believe in me not you

A normo loves me, loves me true

I suppose there must be others

who feel the same

Who would see beauty in us

though we are freaks by name

So not all the normos do us ugly find

And do not think we’re

degenerate ugly pervert swine

Degenerate ugly pervert swine…