In case I wasn’t clear I’m not mad at anyone I’m just trying to let Bygones be bygones But it’s getting harder When I feel so unwelcome In something that I helped build
I don’t deserve the looks I’m getting Our motives aren’t the same You’ll never gain admittance into anything Anything that bares my name Keep your arms crossed Fall in line with the jealous sort Rather practice what we preach Than gain your false support
In case I wasn’t clear I’m not mad at anyone I’m just trying to let Bygones be bygones
Feels i’ve framed all of the blueprints Thought for days about inclusion Holding on to old ideals I’d rather idolize than lose them So you can stay elite Broadcasting whatever you think I laid my groundwork when I was 15 In the form of hearing loss Arms raised high Sweat rolling off They can paint away But the songs we sang Are stuck in these walls
So you can stay elite Broadcasting whatever you think I laid my groundwork when I was 15
In case I wasn’t clear I’m not mad at anyone I’m just trying to let Bygones be bygones
Forgive and forget What I tell myself and my friends Combatting attitudes too cool While we stay temperate