I need a minute. I can't believe it The same sh**s going on and on Nothing is changing. Nothing's amazing Just bland and over simplified And I'm not one to give up before I'm done But there's no inspiration Left to help me finish off this song I need a second so I can question What everyone tells me is cool It's your opinion and my decision And thinking for myself just rules And I'm not one to give up before I'm done But there's no inspiration left to write this one Nothing important to say. Out of ideas today It's gonna be a sh**ty song anyway And I'm panicing at the fall out of originality Don't know what to do. I don't want to be like you Let's get something straight. It's your band I f**ing hate Don't know who you are, drinking Pepsi's at a bar? Just do something right. Practice more, sh** ain't tight Don't know what to say, girly pants will get you laid Let's get something straight, it's your band I f**ing hate I need a minute Feels like this is out of hand And I can't take it. Can I erase it? So burnt out on all these bands