When did you think the world's ideals changed?
I just act my age, whether a basement or a f**ing stage.
You're still stuck with decisions you've made.
No more false intelligence.
No comic irrelevance.
No more, no more, no f**ing way.
No more parental advice.
No more glaring eyes.
No more, no more, no f**ing 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 a**ets anymore,
Just kids you've never met before.
Could this become a full on war?