LAX

hey, elitists from L.A.: Los Angeles, CA you know who you are. you drive in fancy cars. your allowance exceeds my rent. listen to what i have to say, remind yourselves every day. 'cos theres a message on the way well first of all, f**k your f**king attitudes. how can you be so f**king rude. you f**king look at me like when girls are jealous. and f**k your f**king L.A. bars, you're all a bunch of wannabe superstars. yea, f**k your f**king act, you're a bunch of dressed up f**king rats. you get anything you want, mommy's dressed up f**king runt. you're f**king lounging in daddy's f**king mansion. and all your f**king stupid names, blair and tatus that's f**king lame. z.a.c. does not spell zack, what the f**k is with all that? you think you're so f**king impressive, if you get your name on a f**king guest list, raise your nose to the people in line, give the doorman a f**king high five. and then go: do my shoes match my shirt? does the shirt clash with my pants? do my pants match my eyes? do my eyes look good tonight? will this place be cool enough? your hair looks oh so tough. this looks so good for us. tonight my moneys gunna buy me love. and f**k all of your deceiving what your fake heart fake f**king bleeding. and all the girls you lay on your mat, are the same girls you f**king laugh at. and f**k your f**king fake a*s world, and all your handed out f**king thrills. some of us we have to work hard, just to get our little part. and maybe your clan is out in boston, but my friends are f**king awesome. and we'll keep on doing our best, even though our lives are a mess. and we go: will this check support this tour? will this tour lose my job? without my job, where's the rent? should we all just call it quits? a dinner date sure costs a lot. when 28 bucks is all you got. and your life is at a stop. and all your dreams are all self-taught. this is the difference between our lives. no wonder tonight you feel alright. and i'm sorry if my mind is occupied, i'm trying to forget to wonder why. we're built up from nothing. i'm trying to forget to wonder why.