Who are you to say what is real and what is fake and who here matters anyway?
It's nothing that I haven't heard
We're all sellouts in your eyes, that's no surprise
Well, we never tried to disguise everything we want to be
But honestly who cares what you have to say?
Why do you hate what you can't relate to?
All these accusations hurt
It's not like you could lead us to our graves
If we share the same stage, why do you act this way? Everyday?