Video musicale
Video musicale
Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pennywise
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J. Lindberg
Composer
Fletcher Dragge
Composer
Byron Mcmackin
Composer
Randy Bradbury
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pennywise
Producer
Eddie Ashworth
Producer
Brett Gurewitz
Mixing Engineer
Darian Rundall
Mixing Engineer
Milton Chan
Mixing Engineer
Testi
[Verse 1]
And so you spread your lies, won't face reality
I'll win this fight, a struggle to be free
Close minded fools and their hypocrisy
The endless time you take away from me
[Verse 2]
I don't need your sympathy
Why do you think you're better than me?
Idleness, antipathy
Why do you want to stop our scene?
[Verse 3]
Your way of life, the paths you choose
You will never try, you can only loose
Broken mirrors, shattered glass
You can sell your soul but you are going nowhere fast
Nowhere fast
[Verse 4]
And so you exercise your own free will
I exercise my fucking right to kill
Your vicious lies, you propagate your swill
Of your whole kind, I've had my fill
[Verse 5]
I don't need your sympathy
Why do you think you're better than me?
Idleness, antipathy
Why do you want to stop our scene?
[Verse 6]
Your way of life, the paths you choose
You will never try, you can only lose
Broke your mirrors, shattered glass
You can sell your soul but you are going nowhere fast
Nowhere fast
[Verse 7]
You're so transparent you don't think I can see right through you
All of your venom directed, reflected right back on yourself
Give your opinion to anyone who will listen to you
But I wish you would just give it to someone else
[Verse 8]
All I get from you is some bullshit attitude
I see it in your eyes but you don't realize
I'm waiting for the day when you'll see a better way
We may not be so kind to you next time
[Verse 9]
And so you spread your lies, won't face reality
An endless fight, a struggle to be free
Close minded fools and their hypocrisy
I've got ideals you can't take away from me
[Verse 10]
Your way of life, the paths you choose
You will never try, you can only lose
Broke your mirrors, shattered glass
You can sell your soul but you are going nowhere fast
Nowhere fast
Nowhere fast
Nowhere fast
[Verse 11]
Nowhere fast
Written by: Byron Mcmackin, Fletcher Dragge, Jim Lindberg, Randy Bradbury