Your Punk Sucks

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 f**k 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 f**k you, f**k you, f**k you