Texty: Funeral. Alive And Well.

We won't be exploited as an untapped source, or written off to fill a sales report. No matter how deep you sink your claws in you cannot pull out our heart. Can we crush the politics that tear at us? Can we reject the outside world that scoffs at us? You can't take it. We own it. You can't have it. It's yours and mine, and ours alone. With your youth-culture buying game it's all numbers and looks, and I want out. I've never been in and I don't want to fit in. You can't take it. You can't have it. We own it. It's yours and mine, and ours alone