All my heroes are dead or sober, too stiff for alcohol
All my heroes are dead or sober that's why I don't have any heroes at all
Head first against the grain, they call us reckless and I guess they're right
Compared to the norm where a raging storm, and they'll never take us alive
When did everyone get so scared why did everyone run and hide
Lock your doors, close your windows, stay inside
Another preacher behind the mic, another prophet on the stage
Crying, sighing, moaning, whining, where's the fucking rage
Shut up you cuck, you live like a little prince
Got no sympathy for your fake pc its nothing but rich boy guilt
All my heroes are dead or sober, too stiff for alcohol
All my heroes are dead or sober, that's why I don't have any heroes at all
When did everyone get so scared, when did everything get so safe
Sophisticated, educated, we'll drink to your sensitive health, cheers
Dead sober, too stiff for alcohol
I have no heroes at all