I didn't pay to see You, your friends and me drink coffee Hours on end to think that it makes us alive My palpitations dictate the rhythm As I hit my head on the wall And following the format I've got my call It's not my fault I've got my hit Racing to crumble, racing to tumble Well fuck this I didn't pay to see Years of pain just go to savings My instincts tell me to go off Living on your own Transport consciousness to a cellphone Wear boat shoes and obey snapbacks If that's what it takes to survive In a post-mortem effort To change the way things are done I told ole savior to construct a plan Little kids listen The government's out to kill you And if you are so fearless Then let's go out and kill them