Fuckin' Believers Songtext

[?] is no second, third world
This is a war
Feelings grow so cold
See, I'm not fluent, I’m slow
I'm not sitting first row
I'm not flying first class
Got no backstage pass
No shame I'll confess
I'm standing with the last ones you consider
I'm another one of them
Fucking believers

Huh!
Clear the area!
You'd like what?
Clear the area!
You'd like what?
You'd like what?
Hear you? I can't!
You'd like what? I don't understand!

Whеther I will live or die
I'll pick this sidе
So f**k you and the grammar
I ain't climbing no ladder
I'm already sad, don't need to get sadder
To face the truth is the one thing that makes me feel better
I'm standing with the last ones you consider
I'm another one of them
Fucking believers

Huh!
Clear the area!
You'd like what?
Clear the area!
Eat your money then
Huh!
Clear the area!
You'd like what?
Breath polluted air
You'd like what?
Clear the area!
You'd like what?
Clear the area!
I don't understand!

Huh!
What?
(Clear the area!) What?
What?
Hear you? I can't! (Huh!)
(Clear the area!) What?
I don't understand!
What?
What?
I don't understand! (Huh!)
What?
Hear you? I can't!
(Clear the area!) What?
I don't understand!