DIY or DIE

Greedy vultures

They want a slice of the pie

They talk big about success

Only if we choose them and not the other

You gluttonous bastard

We know your design

Convince us that we're thirsty then sell us your wine

Treating music like a product from Wish.com

You think we're gonna sign

Well you're wrong!

We don't need you

We never will

No holes in our pockets

Yet you hold our blood still, blood still

DIY or Die!

DIY or Die!

DIY or Die!

DIY

Die

Try to convince us

Acting like you cracked the code

Don't give a shit about music

Money's the only language you know

I'll say it once and I'll say it a last time

Fuck your promises

Fuck your wine

If it really were true

Everything you tell us

Motherfucker we'd all be fuckin' famous!

We don't need you

We never will

No holes in our pockets

Yet you hold our blood still, blood still

DIY

Die!

DIY or Die!

DIY or Die!

DIY

We don't need you

We never will

No holes in our pockets

Yet you hold our blood still, blood still

DIY

Die!