What's the season in a right
If you can't have anything
What's the reason in a rhyme
If a plan means everything
What's the meaning in a crime
It's a fan if anything
Where's the leaning in a line
It's a brand, it's a brand
How a culture comes again
It's a clone of yesterday
And you swear it's not a trend
Doesn't matter anyway
You're only here to talk to friend
Nothing new is everyday
You could shit upon the stage
They'll be fans, they'll be fans
They'll be fans, they'll be fans
All the kids will eat it up
If it's packaged properly
Steal a sound and imitate
Keep a format equally
Not an ode, just the facts
Where our world is nowadays
An idea is what we lack
It doesn't matter anyways
All the kids will eat it up
If it's packaged properly
Steal a sound and imitate
Keep a format equally
Not an ode, just the facts
Where our world is nowadays
An idea is what we lack
It doesn't matter anyways
