You're so f**in' rancid and I hate your f**in' style
With all the thoughts you plagiarized while you are runnin' wild
You said you kept your self respect when all your times were rushed
How could you f**in' turn on me? How many bu*tons can you push?
What are you afraid of? The damage has been done
What are you afraid of when you've got nowhere to run?
We don't need your ignorance we're heard it all before
Yeah we don't need your opinions; we won't listen anymore
You're someone we looked up to; you're someone we could trust
I feel sorry for the next band that you're trying to corrupt
We ain't no f**in' give year plab, we won't sign our souls away
We'll never play that radio sh** you want us to play
What are you afraid of? The damage has been done
What are you afraid of when you've got nowhere to run?
We don't need your ignorance, we've heard it all before
Yeah we don't need your opinions; we won't listen anymore
F-U-C-K-Y-O-U
F-U-C-K-Y-O-U
F-U-C-K-Y-O-U
fu*k! (fu*k YOU!)
F-U-C-K-Y-O-U
F-U-C-K-Y-O-U
F-U-C-K-Y-O-U
fu*k! (fu*k YOU!)
You're so f**in' rancid and I hate your f**in' style
With all the thoughts you plagiarized while you are runnin' wild
You said you kept your self respect when all your times were rushed
How could you f**in' turn on me? How many bu*tons can you push?
What are you afraid of? The damage has been done
What are you afraid of when you've got nowhere to run?
We don't need your ignorance, we've heard it all before
Yeah we don't need your opinions; we won't listen anymore