No Other Choice

[Verse 1:]
Tossed to the side and my face hit the ground
Sweet taste of asphalt, a thick, meaty sound
Tall order prophets are standing around
Who the fuck gave permission for you to touch down?
It wasn't me, I am not who's to blame
Stayed with my conscience, the outcome's the same
I didn't want what you threw onto me
I will sooner be dead then accept your decree

[Pre-Chorus:]
Don't listen to elitists
They're gonna sell you out and push you aside
And send you to war
This system that is tradition
Is neglected and used no more

[Chorus 1:]
Don't tell me what I want
I know what I want
To have a part in this process
Who's wanted now, princess?
Chosen leaders who
Weren't chosen to
Lead anything
Why is this so bleak?
Don't remind me of why I avoided you
This strategy is making me feel sick
Take a step back
Take a look around
You're not wanted here
Still you wear your crown

[Hook:]
Well you shoved it in my face!

[Verse 2:]
Votes are uncounted and tossed in the shredder
I feel like a fuckin' dictator would be better
Love isn't easy and you haven't earned it
Turn back around and complain to corporate

[Pre-Chorus:]
Don't listen to elitists
They're gonna sell you out and push you aside
And send you to war (I swear)
This system that is tradition
Is neglected and used no more

[Chorus 2:]
I am worthless
I am meaningless
This process will go on
Without me
Ask yourself a simple question
Do these people want you
Or, do you even want them?
You hate them so much it's clear to see
This righteous indignation isn't getting you too far
Take another ride in your super-stretch car
You're so out-of-touch that you can't feel your face
Kneel the fuck down and get out of this place!

[Hook:]
Well you shoved it in my face!

[Verse 3:]
I miss the days when you were transparent
Well, actually, I don't remember 'em
King of the pack, cough, you fucking jerk-off
No one likes you but you and your little cronies too

[Pre-Chorus:]
Don't listen to elitists
They're gonna sell you out and push you aside
Unless you're taking their money
This system that is tradition
Is neglected and used no more

[Chorus 3:]
Why am I continuing?
You don't give a fuck about me!
You don't give a fuck about anyone
But the dollar signs
Let them light you up
Let them prop you up
Let them be the reason you fall

[Hook:]
Well you shoved it in my face!