Lyrics

I'd like to say something Slow down the bandwagon There's a million reasons I don't want to be here But you don't know me well enough to be the last on my list What did I miss You win the most points I hope you're getting this Because I don't know when I've been this good You don't know what its' like What its like to be a slave And not get paid Why don't you save it don't even try to erase it Because that's the way it is And I hope it makes you sick That I'm not even warmed up yet Make your last word hurt Before you let me go Next time i see you Don't be in the front row I'd like to say something And I hope it makes you sick That i'm not even warmed up yet