Lyrics:

I'd like to say something
Slow down the bandwagon
There's a million reasons
I don't want to be here
But you don't know me well enough
To be the last on my list
What did I miss?
Yeah, you win the most points
I hope you're getting this
'Cause I don't know when I'll be this good
'Cause I don't know what it's like
What it's like to be a slave and not get paid
Why don't you save it?
Don't even try to erase it
That's the way it is
And I hope it makes you sick
And I'm not even warmed up yet
Make your last word hurt
Before you let me go
Next time I see you
Don't be in the front row

Slow down the bandwagon
I'd like to say something
And I hope it makes you sick
And I'm not even warmed up yet