Count Me Out

Don't want to be part of your plans or schemes

Won't ever suffer from your in crowd disease

Don't know your lame in jokes or kiss up to cliques

I've seen this all before it's so fucking sick

Won't admit that it's stagnant won't admit that it's true

Until it's constricting and bleeding of you

This is no better than what it replaced

Just the same attitude with a different face

You say that I'm jaded you say that I'm bored

But if it can't change then it should be ignored

Don't have a solution so I shouldn't complain

Just be a mirror and show who's to blame

Count me out