Testo: Arrogant Sons Of Bitches. Other. I've Got Enemies In High Places.

Stop! Because I know just what you're doing.
I've encoded all the lines of encryption I've been fed.
Stop! Your fucking superpowers aren't working.
I won't suck you off to get something I want, I'll just give up instead.
So please stop thinking for me.
Start looking out for me.
And just because I'm paranoid
Don't mean that your not after me.
You: Awash in a sea of pretention.
You've got names to drop and bands to cash in on in your hip underground.
Me: Apparently music is none of my business.
Aesthetic disease and enemies in high places to keep me down.
So please stop thinking for me.
Start looking out for me.
And just because I'm paranoid
Don't mean that your not after me.
I was never on the team
So don't try to play ball with me.
Don't think I give two shits what you think is best for me and my career
because I don't.
Try to ignore me, but I'll be that scare that won't go away.
Turn down the horns, or you can't be emotional
Scream: YEAH!
Well, my demeanor's inexplicable
Because the moment you expose your boredom, we become expendable
So I'll defy your scene where every band is interchangeable
Take a bled dry fancy image, re-establish it as your own
Understand I'm doing something different because I'm capable
I do it cause I like it, and I like it 'cause you don't.
Shut your mouth about it.
No one wants to hear about it.
If music's an artistic statement
You don't have to speak for it and
I was never on the team
So don't try to play ball with me and
Don't think I give two shits what you think is best for me and my career.
Because I don't