The Swarm
The Swarm
The Swarm
The Swarm
The Swarm
The Swarm
The Swarm
The Swarm
The Swarm
The Swarm
The Swarm
The Swarm
No, it doesn't matter now how many years go by, you and yours, you'll never fucking change
And I hate you more every time you prove the stereotype right
You're every power-trip that ever cut me down, every skeleton in the closet. I wish I could say you're gonna crash and burn when you hit the real world, but the "real world" is just as fucked as you
It's where you learned that might makes right