What you looking at Butthead? All hype, no heart Brain dead as fuck without a clue You just follow those around you I got no respect for the way you dress; you just do this for effect I’ve never changed We might look the same but you’re everything I hate You have no idea just how I got here And no matter what you do you’re just a fake You’ll never understand just what this is Or what this is about You’ll never fit in with me or my friends So go fuck yourself