The Perfect Story

You can’t hear me
You’ve never even tried
You can’t see me
Unless you open your mind
Fuck, the media, the gossip, the lies
You fuel the fire, wipe that shit from your eyes
Fuck, the media, the gossip, the lies
You fuel the fire, wipe that shit from your eyes
From your eyes
Fuck, the media, the gossip, the lies
You fuel the fire, wipe that shit from your eyes
Fuck, the media, the gossip, the lies
You fuel the fire, wipe that shit from your eyes
From your eyes
We don’t need them, they don’t need you
We got strong minds and strong hearts too
I want the world to be a better place
With my ideas, I’m going all the way
You don’t know me, you don’t know shit
If you twist my words, I’ll twist your fucking neck
Oh yeah
And I’d like to twist your fucking neck
We don’t need you mother fuckers
We don’t need you
Right