Lyrics

Do you want, do you, do you want it? Do you live and breathe it, like it's chronic? Does it keep you up like your hot air? It's never gonna let you go Do they tell you "No, you'll never get there."? Try to sell ya' second-hand nightmares All the voices coming out of nowhere Well sh-sh-shut them up Raise your middle finger to the world, to the world Raise your middle finger boys and girls, boys and girls Stand up for love, stand up because We are a thing of originals Show the world the middle finger Show the world We can win within your twisted system We can live without your words of wisdom We can see beyond your double vision I think we've seen enough They don't see the change that we're gonna be Wanna rip our page outta history Make a little noise, if you feel me Let's see those hands go up Raise your middle finger to the world, to the world Raise your middle finger boys and girls, boys and girls Stand up for love, stand up because We are a thing of originals Show the world the middle finger Show the world the middle finger Do they tell you "No, you'll never get there."? Try to sell ya' second-hand nightmares All the voices coming out of nowhere Well sh-sh-shut them up Raise your middle finger to the world, to the world Raise your middle finger boys and girls, boys and girls Stand up for love, stand up because We are a thing of originals Show the world the middle finger Show the world the middle finger We are a thing of originals Show the world the middle finger Show the world the middle finger Show the world