It’s all about steam.
It’s all about dreams.
It’s all about making the best out of everything.

You’ll fall on your face...
You get back up and you’re doing fine.
“a considerate clown, a preachy preachy machine”
is one of the sweetest things you would say about me.

But I don’t have the time for your distorted esteem,
You think you’re smarter than me.
Well everyone knows you will never be smarter than me,
That’s how it goes!

Well I confess, you were too much stress
I’d have a heart attack at best,
So now I breathe it out, I breathe it out,
I spit it on the crowd.

When I’m feeling down,
What am I spitting out?

Spitting out something we never talk about.
It’s called my mind.

I don’t wanna hear you say
say
say
_say
__say
___say
______say
__________say
____________________say it...


Now you’re messing with my pride.

I’m sick of standing in your line,
So now you’ll have to take it.
Take this to heart,
I will never let you fuck me over.
Stop talking down to me! Your war is old,
Your game is over.

I don't wanna hear you say it.

Something we don't talk about.