[Verse 1: Tom MacDonald]
My life been a storm
I don't need no lighthouse
They all fucked with me before
Used to be my dawgs, but they bite now
Life is hella short
The party always dies down
When the cops are at your door
And you ain't with the right crowd (Ay-ay)
Life is like a war, rotten to the core
Prayin' to the Lord, save me from the sword
Life is like a sport, I ain't keepin' score
If I was, I'm pretty sure, I'd need an award
Put the haters in the morgue
Remind 'em this is my town
Pedal to the floor
Hanging out the windows 'til we wipeout

[Chorus: Tom MacDonald]
We ain't fucking with you, weirdos
Telling lies and we hear those
Gettin' louder but your tears show
Should be your motherfuckin' heroes
We ain't fucking with you, weirdos
Telling lies and we hear those
Gettin' louder but your tears show
Should be your motherfuckin' heroes
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