Word To Live By:
I'm just the reminder of the life you helped create
What gives you the right, the right to talk to me?
I want to burst your bubble
I wanna sit back and watch you fail
You better watch it, watch out
I got no class
A good night is when I dream of hating you
A bad night's when I don't dream at all
I guess you found your clique, I guess we're not the same
I know who I am and I know what to blame
I got no class, no class
Shut Me Up/Shut You Out:
I don't think so and I don't think so and you... can't walk over my face
It's not me it's not me man, so what's with you? So what's with you?
You're lying and you're lying and you... you know the truth
So if you think you can... shut me up, I'll shut you out
You shut me up, I'll shut you out
You better and you better cause you better get it right
Get it fast and get it the fuck straight
You better get your facts straight
Tired. Bored. Angry. Violent.:
How come I'm the one that's crazy?
Has the world gone insane?
Just keep thinking everything's fine but I ain't gonna walk your line
You know what time it is? I think it's time, it's time...
It's time for you to leave, you can't see it but I can see it
And I've been seeing things every day and they aren't in my head
Cause there's nothing in my fucking head
Tired, bored, angry, and violent
Calling You Out:
Something happened to you
You changed, I lived it, I seen it...
Places I can't go, you trying to stick me in a fucking hole
This is my city and I'm taking it fucking back
You had me buy in and then you sold me out
And this is me calling you out
Saw you the other day, who you playing?
You fucking bitch, who you playing?
I'm calling you out.
Step Back Revisited/Finest Hour:
I've never been so tied down, so step back
I've got questions, where's the fucking answers? So step back
It's so funny how my life just amounted to nothing, so keep laughing and step back
Because my life just amounted to nothing
You got things to say, well I ain't gonna listen
You better step off and better start moving
You say you got some power? Well this is my finest hour
Fuck you in your ivory tower.
Well this is my finest hour.
Well this is my finest hour.
Keep playing games with my mind, play these games, bet your life
You got things to say well I ain't gonna listen
Just like way back when...
You never fucking listened.
You say you got some power? Well this is my finest hour
Fuck you in your ivory tower.
Well this is my finest hour.
Well this is my finest hour.
Keep playing games with my mind, play these games, bet your life
Keep on wasting my time, waste your time, not mine
And your rules don't apply to me, no... no they don't.
Keep playing games with my mind.
The Queen:
Stop playing games with my mind cause I don't like it
Now she's using her eyes and I don't like it
It's okay, you can be the queen, it's okay, it's okay
And I'm the lonely one, cause you just need it
It's your idea of fun, cause you just need it
Is this your idea of fucking fun? Well it's not mine, man.
And I'm the lonely one
It's your idea of fun, and you can be the queen... of fucking whatever.
Power Play:
If I keep looking for answers I may just go blind
I just need to be satisfied with being shit out of luck
And I ain't gonna be your power play
So why don't you just spit it out
What you really wanna say, say it
I really want to hear your lame excuse, so just fucking say it
And I ain't gonna be your power play, your power play.
You're Over:
You games are something I ain't playing
You lies are something I ain't buying
You better wake up and take a look
Look your games they're done, they're through, they're over
You're over
Your jokes are something I ain't digging
Your laughs are something I ain't taking
You better wake up and take a look... you're games, they're done. They're over.
Crossed Wires:
I think you think that I ain't thinking straight
Well you got... you got your wires crossed
What's wrong? I ain't feeling right in the fucking head today
What's wrong? I just don't care
I hear what you're saying, I'm off my rocker
Well you got... you got your wires crossed
Hate Crime:
The way you treat me is like a hate crime.
And now you're coming around, you got the noose on my neck
And you're stringing me up and you're leaving me for dead.
**As always, when I type these out it's an arbitrary combination of the lyric sheet and the way the song goes. So I highly recommend you listen to this LP to get all the extra repeats and "fucking's" because it adds a lot more power. No Class rules.
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