Don't wanna talk about "unity" Don't even want to unite Don't wanna write a down tempo riff So that the apes can fight Because I'm bored And I'm sick Of these bands that sound like shit Of guitarists with no riffs Of drummers that are scared to hit Pretty boys Tough guys Traditional tattooed thighs Call-Outs P.C. Sick of Trump And songs about police. I'll "wake the fuck up" When your music stops making me yawn And I'll "move this room" When the statues on stage start moving too If you think I'm soft You couldn't be more wrong. I've got a big heart full of love And I'll tear you down You just wait and see Hype don't mean a thing to me Your band's a fucking joke Next time I'll just stay home. I want this smile to shatter all your god damned teeth. I want this love to break your heart. I want these open arms to wrap around your throat. My love will tear you apart.