Tekst piosenki 'USSEEWA' wykonawcy Will Stetson

Show me right and wrong
All of your stupid wants
Gimme your best and I'll show you, scum, where you belong
Raised from my youth to be among the best

My pride ground to dust as now I join the rest
Knife through the brain, my thoughts consume my mind
A lazy kinda lie, I couldn't survive
'Cause now the happy's gone away
We went and broke the game

I don't know who, but someone's gotta take the blame
Stuck in a daze and I can't recover, mayday
Oh, what a shame, see
Surfing the mainstream, the news in your veins
Stock prices failing, while work wastes away
Riding the pipedream, your joy turns to hate
Now this is the calling to all us corporate slaves
Huh?

Shut it, shut it, fuck this shit
I'm limping in a grave, but I haven't quit
Average, slacker, that's your bid
Never understand me but I bet that I'll win
Ah, what a perfect fit, is it the wind or is
That dumb farce a lame melody?
Shut it, shut it, fuck this shit
Do it how you want but as for me, I'm free, I'm done with this!
Yes, I'm a pillar of a moral code
So no, I'll be peaceful when it comes to blows
Pen sharper yet than both the gun and sword
I'll shoot you with my words, to battle we go

Oh my, did that sound so deranged?
I'm sorry, let me change
You whine and whine until you die and rot away
Loving the pain, my soul drinks up, sipping the rage
I'm fucking tired

Pouring a drink to emptiness, as
You down every shot through the night
Take off the spike
All the pain and the lies, and let everyone cut from the pie
Checking the orders, their first for your eyes
For these are the customs society abides
Huh?

Shut it, shut it, fuck this shit
Just shut up your mouth you fucking corporate pig
Let me call it as it is
All you stupid suits just leave me gagged till I'm sick
I'm tired of the give, repeated cold, sin
A long-drawn on out parody

Shut it, shut it, fuck this shit
I'll mark you with an x, now let's begin
I'll win, I'm done with this!
Shut it, shut it, fuck this shit
Shut it, shut it, fuck this shit
I'm just another one you'd call a genius kid
Shut it, shut it, fuck this shit

I'm limping in a grave, but I haven't quit
Average, slacker, that's your bid
Never understand me but I bet that I'll win
Ah, what a boring fit, when you gonna quit?
With all of your lame memories

Shut it, shut it, fuck this shit
Sure I'm nothing special but, the hell?
Oh well, I'm done with it
I don't give a shit