Count Me Out

21st century, I'm my worst enemy

All dressed up, nowhere to go

Daddy's kids gonna make it big

Take a seat, enjoy the show

Push on me and I'll push you back

In the end we're gonna win

When you're lost in a crowd you gotta play it loud

You gotta shout it if you wanna get in

Feeling something

It's real and breathing

I feel like I don't belong (Get up, get out)

I know it might be wrong (Turn it up, get loud)

But don't you count me out (Break down, break down)

And don't count me out

21st century, cannibal industry

Chew me up, swallow me whole

Overnight celebrity, they all want a piece of me

Suits want to pick at my bones

Push on me and I'll hit you back

Before it ends, it's gotta begin

We gon' Jones for something, they all gonna love me

Till my 15 minutes comes to an end

Feeling something

It's real and breathing

I feel like I don't belong (Get up, get out)

I know it might be wrong (Turn it up, get loud)

But don't you count me out (Break down, break down)

And don't count me out

You don't know me

And I don't know myself

Separate me

And save me from this Hell

I feel like I don't belong (Get up, get out)

I know it might be wrong (Turn it up, get loud)

But don't you count me out (Break down, break down)

And don't count me out

You don't know me

And I don't know myself

Separate me

And save me from this Hell