Fighting Is Emo 歌词

Pack your things in the car now, let's go Waiting in line is for chumps, not me Scan the crowd for the dorks and the crew Roll with the punches Where is your control? Fighting is emo Rock on, Chicago Irrational with every blow Fighting is emo Where did your conscience go? Watch your step if you value your life Why don't you put your backpack away? Take a look at me and someday you'll see What you really want to be, And how it's going to be a long haul But this time you'll see why you keep your thoughts on the outside/inside This time you'll see where you've come up wrong And next time we meet keep your guns on the inside/outside Next time we meet, try not to speak to me