Full Blown Meltdown - Party With Villains

Well they're telling me that I can't quit
But what I'm saying is they're full of shit
Always asking for another hit
So I keep swing swing swinging
Yeah I swing swing swing until I miss

Yeah they're telling me that I'll make it
No matter how much I complain or bitch
Somehow I feel like it'll never click
I'll always swing swing swing but
Just because it's gold don't mean it's not piss
It's fucking piss

Every day I feel a little more unwound
I'm a jester but I don't envy the crown
I'm just done with playing the clown
At least for now

I thought when I put this facade on
I'd figure something out
Goddamn was I wrong
Now the paints leaking down the corners of my mouth
And being someone to look up to
I can't figure it out

Regret it
I said it
Yeah fuck it
I gave in
Was useless
And clueless
Didn't mean anything
Unwanted
A misfit
I didn't
Mean jack shit
It's foolish
And stupid
To think that I could change
I'm a mess
I'm a mess
I'm a mess
I'm a mess
Aren't we all one in the fucking same

Well they're telling me do it again
As if I'm nothing but a fucking brand
I don't know where I stopped and they began
They got me swing swing swinging
Got me swing swing swingin to their plan

My mind is something they don't understand
I wanna write songs like Catamaran
I won't sell out
That's just not who I am
So I'll keep swing swing swinging
I refuse to be a part of their brand

Every day I feel a little more unwound
Only a jester but I wanna wear the crown
Yeah I'm done with playing the clown

Oh my god
You're so bloodthirsty friend
And now the gore is pouring over running down your chin
You'll put us all 6 feet beneath the ground
But I'll stay swing swing swinging til you knock me down
The execs cash their checks
Then spit you outta their mouths
They bite chew fuck and use you up
Before they rip your throat out
Promise you money and fame
Maybe critical acclaim
Then leave you hanging at the end of a rope at the end of the day

I thought when I put this facade on
I'd figure something out
goddamn was I wrong
Now the paints leaking down the corners of my mouth
And being someone to look up to
I can't figure it out

Regret it
I said it
Yeah fuck it
I gave in
Was useless
And clueless
Didn't mean anything
Unwanted
A misfit
I didn't
Mean jack shit
It's foolish
And stupid
To think that I could change
I'm a mess
I'm a mess
I'm a mess
I'm a mess
Aren't we all one in the fucking same

Written by:
Tony McVaney, Will Green

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