I see though you all like a chainlink fence
we you do, who we are lets not forget
pointing fingers, you reap what you sow
you couldn't hold a candle to our shadow
making jokes out of the way we live
merry-go-round music (hop on kids)
I got a hair trigger head and a heart full of hate
let's clean the slate
cause we live and we die for this sh**
and through it all we've made it this far
they think they know us...just who the f** do you think we are?
Gimme a chainsaw so I can cut this sh**
you're making a grave outta the pit
couple of dead presidents you reinvent
well, I don't need this mic to pay my rent
they wouldn't touch us cause were always in or on the sh**
Well what the f**? WERE THE CLIT!
Transparent little boy bands trying to throw a fit
(you poor little puppets)
cause we live and we die for this sh**
and through it all we've made it this far
they think they know us...just who the f** do you think we are?
we live and die for this music
and through it all we've made it this far
they think they know us...just who the f** do you think we are?
Their vacant words don't mean a thing
listen up!
Cause it's a symphony of hypocrisy
We've had enough!