Yeah, and if we're being honest I read every critique and every comment Every album review and there's a lot of 'em Every fucking critic with a pen and a problem All of 'em Ya damn right All my songs about pain And I like em that way So do you get it? Sing about it cause I lived it If I said it then I meant it I don't bend, I don't break (I don't fold under pressure) The will to survive (I am forever) And while we're all on the topic The wolves at my door still knocking The voices in my head still calling The voices in my head still calling I don't bend, I don't break (I don't fold under pressure) The will to survive (I am forever) I don't bend, I don't break (I don't fold under pressure) The will to survive (I am forever) The will to survive I am forever The will to survive I am forever And once again for the record Still don't give a fuck about selling records Still don't need your damn handout So keep my motherfuckin' name out your damn mouth So keep my motherfuckin' name out your damn mouth And once again for the record Still don't give a fuck about selling records Still don't need your damn handout So keep my motherfuckin' name out your damn mouth So keep my motherfuckin' name out your damn mouth So keep my motherfuckin' name out your damn mouth