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When I’m dead I’ll rest.
Admit it, you lecherous douche!
You were listening to my band in 2004,
Though you claim you were reared on The Stooges.
Your entire façade is a line that you feed to anorexic actresses
Who would have laughed at your jacked up Navajo haircut less than a decade ago.
Don’t want to hear about how the latest Rihanna single
Is a post-modern masterpiece. Stop punishing me!
Fueled by a potent mixture of cocaine and latent insecurities.
Defining your own self-worth by the opinion of a stupid website
With Satan as its figurehead.
Now you pass your pestilence on to your Ritalin addled children.
Well, my mother didn’t raise no fool.
God! My blood boils at the thought of you, poser.
Die!
Again.
You’ll never cut me down again and
The crap rains down.
I’m sure you’re proud that you’ve usurped the popular kids’ table,
You son of a @#$%,
Which means you’ve forfeited your dubious “anti-cred”
By buying into your own inflated hype.
And I don’t define my enemies by the clothes they wear
Or the pretentious bands they like.
It’s about how you seek to control minds
Just to appease what you've always lacked.
Again.
You’ll never have your say again.
You’ll never wield those words again.
Caught up in it. So full of it. You’ll never have your say again
And the crap rains down.
Don’t want nobody. Don’t need nobody but me.
No ashtray life, no ant-farm university
And when I rend my skin and reveal my core you’ll see,
When I perpetrate your reversed lobotomy,
You’ll see.
I’m all I wanna be.
Don’t want nobody. Don’t need nobody but me.
Admit it, you lecherous douche!
You were listening to my band in 2004,
Though you claim you were reared on The Stooges.
Your entire façade is a line that you feed to anorexic actresses
Who would have laughed at your jacked up Navajo haircut less than a decade ago.
Don’t want to hear about how the latest Rihanna single
Is a post-modern masterpiece. Stop punishing me!
Fueled by a potent mixture of cocaine and latent insecurities.
Defining your own self-worth by the opinion of a stupid website
With Satan as its figurehead.
Now you pass your pestilence on to your Ritalin addled children.
Well, my mother didn’t raise no fool.
God! My blood boils at the thought of you, poser.
Die!
Again.
You’ll never cut me down again and
The crap rains down.
I’m sure you’re proud that you’ve usurped the popular kids’ table,
You son of a @#$%,
Which means you’ve forfeited your dubious “anti-cred”
By buying into your own inflated hype.
And I don’t define my enemies by the clothes they wear
Or the pretentious bands they like.
It’s about how you seek to control minds
Just to appease what you've always lacked.
Again.
You’ll never have your say again.
You’ll never wield those words again.
Caught up in it. So full of it. You’ll never have your say again
And the crap rains down.
Don’t want nobody. Don’t need nobody but me.
No ashtray life, no ant-farm university
And when I rend my skin and reveal my core you’ll see,
When I perpetrate your reversed lobotomy,
You’ll see.
I’m all I wanna be.
Don’t want nobody. Don’t need nobody but me.
Lyrics submitted by yurfavritwepin, edited by MaverickCD, Variax
Track duration: 04:12
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Just saying. Typically to be addled, you must be addled BY something.
When I'm dead, I'll rest, I'll rest
Admit it, you lecherous douche!
You were listening to my band in 2004 though you claim you were reared on the stooges Your entire facade is a line that you feed to anorexic actresses
Who would have laughed at your jacked-up Navajo haircut, less than a decade ago
Don't wanna hear about how the latest Rihanna single is a post-modern masterpiece
Stop punishing me!
Fueled by a potent mixture of cocaine and latent insecurity
Defining your own self-worth by the opinion of a stupid website with Satan as its figurehead
Now you pass your pestilence on to your riddled and addled children
Well my mother didn't raise no fool
God, my blood boils at the thought of you!
Poser, die!
(Again! Again! Again!)
You'll never cut me down again
(Again! Again! Again!)
You'll never cut me down
And your crap reigns down
And the crap reigns down
And the crap reigns down
And the crap reigns down
I'm sure you're proud that you've usurped the "popular kids table"
You son of a (ineffable)
Which means you've forfeited your dubious anti-cred by buying into your own inflated hype
And I don't define my enemies by the clothes they wear or the pretentious bands they like
It's about how you seek to control minds, just to appease what you've always lacked!
(Again! Again! Again!)
You'll never have your say again
(Again! Again! Again!)
You'll never wield those words again
(Again! Again! Again!)
You'll never have your say again
(Caught up in it! So full of it! You'll never have your say again!)
And the crap reigns down!
And the crap reigns down!
And the crap reigns down!
And the crap reigns down!
Don't want nobody, don't need nobody but me
No ashtray-life, no ant-farm university
When I rid my skin and reveal my core, you'll see
When I perpetrate your reverse-lobotomy
You'll see
I'm all, I wanna be!
I'm all, That I wanna be!
I'm all, I wanna be!
Don't want nobody, don't need nobody but me!
I'm all, I wanna be!
I'm all, That I wanna be!
I'm all, I wanna be!
Don't want nobody, don't need nobody but me!
When I'm dead, I'll rest, I'll rest
When I'm dead, I'll rest, I'll rest
Admit it, you lecherous douche!
You were listening to my band in 2004 though you claim you were reared on the stooges Your entire facade is a line that you feed to anorexic actresses
Who would have laughed at your jacked-up Navajo haircut, less than a decade ago
Don't wanna hear about how the latest Rihanna single is a post-modern masterpiece
Stop punishing me!
Fueled by a potent mixture of cocaine and latent insecurity
Defining your own self-worth by the opinion of a stupid website with Satan as its figurehead
Now you pass your pestilence on to your riddled and addled children
Well my mother didn't raise no fool
God, my blood boils at the thought of you!
Poser, die!
(Again! Again! Again!)
You'll never cut me down again
(Again! Again! Again!)
You'll never cut me down
And your crap reigns down
And the crap reigns down
And the crap reigns down
And the crap reigns down
I'm sure you're proud that you've usurped the "popular kids table"
You son of a (ineffable)
Which means you've forfeited your dubious anti-cred by buying into your own inflated hype
And I don't define my enemies by the clothes they wear or the pretentious bands they like
It's about how you seek to control minds, just to appease what you've always lacked!
(Again! Again! Again!)
You'll never have your say again
(Again! Again! Again!)
You'll never wield those words again
(Again! Again! Again!)
You'll never have your say again
(Caught up in it! So full of it! You'll never have your say again!)
And the crap reigns down!
And the crap reigns down!
And the crap reigns down!
And the crap reigns down!
Don't want nobody, don't need nobody but me
No ashtray-life, no ant-farm university
When I rid my skin and reveal my core, you'll see
When I perpetrate your reverse-lobotomy
You'll see
I'm all, I wanna be!
I'm all, That I wanna be!
I'm all, I wanna be!
Don't want nobody, don't need nobody but me!
I'm all, I wanna be!
I'm all, That I wanna be!
I'm all, I wanna be!
Don't want nobody, don't need nobody but me!