Pick it up pick it up
Some may therapize without prescription
Some may shield their eyes, they lack conviction
Great!
Now I'm stuck again with nowhere else to turn
Oh great!
And every time that I try, I cannot learn
Any thing!
I'm just too much of a fucking stupid worm
Oh great!
Lit the fire beneath me, now I watch it burn
Oh-
Great!
Great!
Great!
Great!
Pick it up pick it up
I say fuck naysayers, no we do not need them
A pen to papers mankind's truest freedom
How could you take my own voice away from me?
And now would you take the fucking mic away from me?
Man how can you squish me in your box built just for me?
And now do you think that fucking box is fitting me?
No!
No!
Some take issue with the words that show up on their screen
Some take issue with me, my intentions lost in the listening
Some may therapize without prescription
Some may shield their eyes, they lack conviction
Fuck naysayers, no we do not need them
A pen to papers mankind's truest freedom
You can try, take the mic from me
But just know, that I'll never fold
Ya this vision, you'll never see
My prescription is mind control
You can try, take my life from me
But I will not do what I'm told
My decision to let it be
Is not a symptom of fear I hold
Hold!
Hold!
Hold!
Hold!