All out of patience, all out of care for fucking racists
Keyboard warriors, anonymous down in the basement
Tires thin out as you lose control and spin out
The seeds you sow come back around

You’ve got it wrong
You’ve got it wrong
You’ve got it wrong
You’re on the wrong side of history

“Pride not hate,” you say, yeah right okay
But the rest of us are laughing loud
You’re nothing to be proud about
Another breakdown as you lose control and spin out
The seeds you sow come back around

You’ve got it wrong
You’ve got it wrong
You’ve got it wrong
You’re on the wrong side of history

You’ve got it wrong
You’ve got it wrong
You’ve got it wrong
You’re on the wrong side of history
The wrong side of history

The past celebrated how the scales were weighted
But I’ve got a match and some gasoline

The past celebrated how the scales were weighted
But I’ve got a match and some gasoline
We’re gonna burn it down