I scream, a cord and a mic, crucial extensions of myself Swings and motions, carried through, to portray my emotion From my heart, through my lungs, up my neck and out my mouth Are the things that i truly seem to give a shit about But then i realize nobody even cares In one ear and out the other, X2 All the fucking kids Oh they don't even know What it means that they're chanting about I remember the day When i first felt proud More than words More than scribbles etched in my mind Well Andy, I hope you were right Do think they're listening? To what we're about Im young and im pissed off And i feel that i've got shit to say