When did you think the world's ideals changed?
I just act my age, whether a basement or a fucking stage.
You're still stuck with decisions you've made.
No more false intelligence.
No comic irrelevance.
No more, no more, no fucking way.
No more parental advice.
No more glaring eyes.
No more, no more, no fucking way.
Just who do you think I am?
Unity means more than shaking hands.
It's time to rock right into the workplace, 
with my boss's fake smiling face.
We're not assets anymore, 
just kids you've never met before.
Could this become a full on war?