You're gonna raise hell i'm sure
Just because the colors i'm wearing s**
You can blow away your monochromatic gluten free obsession
While everybody else prays for indiscretion
Now you're hanging around as a pocket size sales disaster
It says “drop dead if you don't have the inheritance to be proud”
You're hanging around as a pocket size sales disaster
And it feeds you strychnine
Just drop dead
You're gonna raise hell i'm sure
Just because the colors i'm wearing s**
And you sound pleased to say that i'm not part of your pallet collection
But no one here considers that you know how to use your brain