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