A Textbook Tragedy - What's Pit Beef? lyrics

We'll take your egos as souvenirs Because they're too big for yourselves Keep stealing riffs, keep stealing melodies And say you wrote it all from the heart I just can't wait for the outcome When you're all found out as fakes One day the music world will listen up And throw it back in your face I'll say it over and over again We've heard it over and over again (f*ck) P L A G I A R I S M It happens over and over again Work out your haircuts before you work out your first tour Tattoo your throat for your first hometown show So what the f*ck are you here for? Just to impress With your worthless fashion sense? Take this song as a battle cry Against the image and the industry standards We only care about songs We don't need a 'look' Or a f*cking light show (just let the music speak for itself) Go s** the dick of the record man And say his contract tastes good Choke on the words, choke when you sign the page You're the cheapest who*es that he's ever had You make more dollars than you make sense I am a prophet and you're out of your league Some heroes fall, some heroes lose their legacy In the shadows of younger men Oh f*ck you've made a name for yourselves Oh f*ck send me a postcard