We aint just talkin, we do, we make it
Me, my boys, granting quickdeath
About to get your worlds, rumblin shakin
Earthquakes of musicical sensation
Overdosing on this feelin
We live through music our minds elevating
And if you cant not relate
We arent on the same page then
I dont ask you to be one of us
Just get we amazin
Fallin into line, nah we aint do that
This is our way to live, well life it until quick death
Some of us sippin, smokin on that good shit
A bunch of pain crazed minds, about to get you to listen
No of us are the same
But we have the same blessing
Weve been through so much shit
Weve learned so many lessons
So we talk about that shit
F*ckin goth girls with the clique
And none of you phonys can be us
Were as good as it gets