When did you think the world's ideals changed?
I just act my age, whether a basement or a f*cking stage.
You're still stuck with decisions you've made.
No more false intelligence.
No comic irrelevance.
No more, no more, no f*cking way.
No more parental advice.
No more glaring eyes.
No more, no more, no f*cking way.
Just who do you think I am?
Unity means more than shaking hands.
It's time to rock right into the workplace,
with my boss's fake smiling face.
We're not assets anymore,
just kids you've never met before.
Could this become a full on war?