Maybe we, why don’t we, rip you off for half an hour We'll speak of what a thief I am, and how we stole your songs again
And yet i've made hundreds of dollars
The downloads run behind closed doors with shadows I’m gonna steal them all I can grasp
More and more, your new music is in my hands
Burn, baby burn, blank CDs, blank CDs and I'm selling it to earn
Oh my God I’ll steal this from you I’ll steal this from you
Sighs escape your sweet voice as I Steal this one last rhyme
They say that you own this chorus, this chorus is all that I need Please stay as long as it’s for me
Sitting in this room ripping Ronnie Radke Finger on the trigger to originality I’d write all my songs but I haven’t gotten caught yet This copyright infringement is something I cannot forget
This is plagiarism, will we ever see the end This is plagiarism, over and over, again and again
I'll see you in the courtroom I'll see you in the courtroom
Bands, fear me I am the one that will steal your songs And once you know, sue me It’s very clear I did something wrong
Disrespect copyright laws
I've transposed this song rhyme for rhyme In singing all, the lyrics that you make
These are the big bucks I will acquire Convenient how I always get paid this way The lawyer you'll find, you’ll wanna fire Don't you see that you can’t stop me
This is not what we wrote, it’s not even ours I need this verse, like a thief I will make them mine
I’ll take those, I’ll take those I’m an entrepreneur I need to steal your voice I’ll see to...
the downfall of your songs
Downfall of your songs Downfall of your songs Downfall of your songs Downfall of your songs