mainstream sellout

I heard the feedback

I'm a poser

With a guitar

And a choker

Hide under

Sunglasses

I made an album

They hate the track list, yeah

Leave the scene, you're ruining it

Leave the scene, you're ruining it

You sold out and it makes me sick

So, leave the scene, you're ruining it

You got it easy

You're a celebrity

You got new friends

And no enemies

You're no icon

You're just a parody

You might be relevant

But just barely

Leave the scene, you're ruining it

Leave the scene, you're ruining it

You sold out and it makes me sick

So, leave the scene, you're ruining it

Oh, you're so ephemeral

You sold, you sold, you sold your soul

Straight to the devil

What for? What for? What for?

(Does he even, like, play guitar?)

Leave the scene, you're ruining it

Leave the scene, you're ruining it

You sold out and it makes me sick

So, leave the scene, you're ruining it

The mainstream's waiting

Give them what they want now

The mainstream's waiting

Give them what they want now

(Yeah, fuck that dude)