"Yeah, I Don't Know What It's Like to Be Around a Bunch of Hipsters"

[Intro]

Hey again, I hope you know you ruined my life

The bitterest words are never quite sincere

But I gotta tell you one thing, it's all the same to me

It's in my blood and you don't feel the flow

(Woo woo)

[Verse 1]

I sat there, absorbing the ever-present real world

Wondering why people have to change all the time

And about those who shift with the trends

Well, we both know I know better

Than to point the blame at somebody else but myself

So I'll put these words on the shelf, with pictures of old friends

[Pre-Chorus 1]

I can sit and ask myself what I'm doing wrong

But I'm right this time

[Chorus]

And these are my convictions you're tearing down

I won't give up

Even though it's all anyone in this world thinks we're good for now

She's not with us anymore

[Verse 2]

I sat there feeling frustrated

The autumn sky was rapidly turning to dusk

And I'm feeling so fucking alone in this world

You won't believe me when I tell you

But everything that I respect is absent in you

So go shut me out and shut up, as this scene rages on

[Pre-Chorus 2]

I can't decide what to do with people like you

I can't take it on the chin

[Chorus]

'Cause these are my convictions that you're tearing down

I won't give up

Even though it's all anyone in this world thinks we're good for now

He's not with us anymore

I'm not changing for the world

[Post-Chorus]

There's a time to let it go

When it comes I'll let you know, yeah!

[Solo]

[Pre-Chorus 3]

I'll take this mental anguish, fists thrown at my head

Because I'm right this time, yeah (this time)

And yeah, I'm right this time, oh yeah (this time)

I'm so right this time

[Chorus]

These are my convictions that you're tearing down

I won't give up

Even though it's all anyone in this world thinks we're good for now

She's not with us anymore

I'm not changing for the world

[Outro]

I won't change for your world

Oh, yeah, as we go, go, go, go, go, fists first to the world

Your concrete morals mold life's prison cells

And with fashion as warden, you're prisoners in hell in your world

Rot in hell in your world

I'm not changing for the world