Za Intro

Yeah, ha ha
Im officially going in bro
And refusin to come out
Ha ha, unless Im bloody
Lets go
Id like to think I pride myself on being humble
Man these other mother******s lose touch like a fumble
Cause you can keep a level head and have fun too
But I came to pummel the game til its sayin encore
At least until my names in the same lane as buzz
You gonna have to respect me for making being uncool cool
You know, Caprice the sandals, Ray Bans, skinny pants and flannels
So insecure Im tugging at my t- *************rt
Cause I swear the girl behind me staring at my love handles
I just wanna change the channel or delete em
Where the **** ********* is Adam Sandler when you need him
A Christopher Walken on my papercut *************t again
Thank God for walkmans and I gotta thank God often
Cause otherwise Ill be like these other guys
This type of scene just aint my thing
Everybodys too cool for school
And yet somehow I never felt so alone
In a room full of people
So Im a seat on this stool
And Im gonna lace up my boots
And keep on walking till I make my way home
Can someone tell me how I got here in the first place?
Cause honestly in my opinion this the worst place
I mean I even said hello to a few girls
I feel like Brad Pitt: stuck in cool world
Cause everythings so foreign
And all the conversations boring
I mean Im practically snoring
Could somebodyplease show me the door man?
Cause I dont think that I can take it
Everybody here is extra hip like replacements
Thats probably why I aint sayin ************ *t
Oh what the hell I might as well get wasted
Cause Id rather be sedated than conversate
About whose sneakers are more outrageous
Or whose outfits the latest
I think I blow, jokes on you - greatest.
This type of scene just aint my thing
Everybodys too cool for school
And yet somehow I never felt so alone
In a room full of people
So Im a seat on this stool
And Im gonna lace up my boots
And keep on walking till I make my way home
Ladies and gentlemen
Boys and girls
Id advise you all
To the Papercut Chronicles II
It dont get much better
Yeah
This type of scene just aint my thing
Everybodys too cool for school
And yet somehow I never felt so alone
In a room full of people
So Im a seat on this stool
And Im gonna lace up my boots
And keep on walking till I make my way home