We Must Look Like Ants From Up There

I bet it feels so good, SO GOOD, playing it off like

you're so

misunderstood. you found your place in your comfortable

group,

hating everyone who's not like you. but tell me am i

wrong? you

stand back and tell us \"YOU DON'T BELONG.\" sorry that's

not

your choice to choose, we'll never play by your rules.

i bet it feels

so good, SO GOOD, playing it off like you've got nothing

to lose.

help me out because i'm just a little confused, for being

so punk

you follow a lot of rules. you walk the walk, you've

even got a

mouth that never, never, never stops. so just run your

mouth while

you sit on your couch, presuming to know what we're all

about. but

tell me am i wrong you stand and tell us \"YOU DON'T

BELONG.\"

sorry that's not your choice to choose but tonight we're

gunna play

by your rules. just look at us now. we can do i too. we

can be, be,

be, be, be just like you. run it. run it. keep running

your mouth.

how do you like us? how do you like us now? just remember

when

you point the finger there's three pointing BACK AT YOU!

blwowwww. you think you're making the difference, you're

setting

the limits. a gathering of cynics, not even worth this

song hit thing

two minutes