I'm so over the bullshit
You can't force me to do that
Sounds your mouth makes when you move it
Now that's what I don't call music
I got tired of losing
You can't force me to lose it
Shapes your face makes when you use it
Now that's what I don't call music
Hey, what's another day
We could spend it flying
Or in the oil frying
On and on till
Hey, find another way, or
I'll catch up with you dying
And you won't catch me crying
Until its over