作词 : Diminished Reality
作曲 : Diminished Reality
You got that slicked back undercut
Like we're in 2012 or what?
But I admit that it does
So match your sleek persona
You saw them drive BMWs
“They must have got from their folks.
Even if they’re rich they can still be fools.”
Sure, all we yellow still dig gold
Don’t care about cold cash, so you say
Pursued your passion to this day
Then why so eager to make a name?
Don’t we know title equals pay?
Oh did your mouth get cast a spell?
Everything comes out, boring as hell
You still think you’re the noblest of all
I know too well
Moments to shine when they arrive
We have to hide so it’s your time
Soldiers can’t joke, we must be mute
Praises only for the general
You said I should be more out there
Or I will die with no man
Your girlfriend don’t come close to me
Good for you bro you’ve found your one.
And there’s that ball-less little bitch
To give you worship, be your sidekick
When someone great has a point of view
You just freak out, go “no, no, no!”
With every year flows
Your courage goes
Your brain gets hollowed
Your ego bloats
I never want to be you
But you don’t know.