Who do think I am You’re not gonna make me freak Who do you think I am You’re not gonna make me shrink You wanna see me crying i’m not into that You wanna see me need you I don’t ever need like that You wanna put me on your backseat I'm not into that You wanna see me crying dying crying
Who do you think you are You're not gonna make me come Who do you think you are I'm not gonna give you some
Command all the pain Two men running after Celebrate in turn In turn they learn Like all the things that earn The things that I can’t stand They’ve got heads like a toothfile Celebrate disaster
Come on make me smile Two clowns running after Congregate their fate Their fate it burns Like all the things that burn Like all the heads that turn They’ve got heads like a Nailstorm Celebrate Disaster