Stop

Running down the street Looking at my feet Knowing that I have a master plan Scraping up my hands Looking up to all these bands Pair of old school Vans Caravans Lusting after all the girls that I'll never have Listen up to me Music is my savior blame it for my bad behavior Because we are fucking traitors Shoutout to all my haters You know that we're always rocking out You know what we are about Killing everyone and everything inside my way Oh yea!