Boss up kid, you said you were gonna break my arms
But all I see, in front of me, is a bitch who can do no harm
You act like a big shot, with just about none of the charm
When you sing I run for the fire alarm.
Oh, you know, I've been writing paragraphs nonstop lets go
Oh, you know, the jokes on you no one's coming to your rescue
You have chosen your fate
I can see you gave into hate
Don't apologize it's too late
Write your own music for goodness sakes
All you know how to do is take
It's probably 'cuz you're so fake
I'll take you down with just two hits
Then we'll see who's the shit
Can your ego handle this?
You are the drama queen
Of Michigan's music scene
We'll wipe, the slate clean
F*cking little bitch can't take a hit to the chest
This is definitely something you won't forget
Shut the f*ck up
And sit the f*ck down
You should just give up
This is our time now!
Oh, you know, I've been writing paragraphs nonstop lets go
Oh, you know, the jokes on you no one's coming to your rescue
I tried to talk to you like a civilized adult
But every time you f*ck shit up it's somehow my fault
Can't wrap my mind around the stupid shit you do
You made us choose the hard way, here's our final FUCK YOU
Oh, you know, I've been writing paragraphs nonstop lets go
Oh, you know, the jokes on you no one's coming to your rescue!
We carry the torch!
The jokes on you
We're moving forward
The jokes on you
FUCK DILLON WENDORF