Safe suburban, thought rebellion   Your sad compromise   White belt wearing, soulless, bearing   All your silly lies      You get the mediocres interest   That's why they put you on the air   Because you look the same, you sound the same   You think that being different's acting just like you   Well fuck you      Weight of the world hangs on your words   Useless and benign   T-t-this year's consultion, exploit dysfunction   Sold you by design, look out      You get mediocres interest   That's why they put you on the air   'Cause you look the same, you sound the same   You think that being different's acting just like you   And there's nothing you can do   'Cause I'm not like you   And there's nothing you can do TC3      You're going to hell, you're going to hell   You're going to hell, you're going to hell   You're going to hell, you're going to hell, so stop      You get mediocres interest   That's why they put you on the air   'Cause you look the same, you sound the same   You think that being different's acting just like you   And there's nothing you can do   'Cause I'm not like you   And there's nothing you can do   So fuck you, fuck you, fuck you