Panicland
Don’t Patronize Me
[Verse 1]
Who the hell are you to roll your eyes
And tell me how I ought to live my life

[Pre-Chorus]
And don’t patronize, patronize me
With your weaponized bloody hands and angel wings

[Chorus]
And tell your preacher I could say you’re a sinner with a can of flames
Call me out, yeah, call me out to play
You can put another tally on your great, great wall of shame
Call me out, yeah, call me out to play

[Post-Chorus]
Every time you point your finger you got four pointing back at your face
Through your switchblade eyes and your clickbait brain

[Verse 2]
I don’t wanna argue, just speak my mind
But I see the body bags through your eyes

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t patronize, patronize me
But you gotta burn it down and put the fire out to save the day

[Chorus]
Don’t tell me bout the latest philosophical fashion craze
Call me out, yeah, call me out to play
You’re only hypercritical but hypocritical anyways
Call me out, yeah, call me out to play

[Post-Chorus]
There ain’t a fucking medal for the winner of the human race
And when you’re at the finish line there ain’t a trophy in your name

[Bridge]
Who the hell do you think you are
I’ll see you in hell with your gold-plated heart, yeah!
[Guitar Solo]

[Pre-Chorus]
And don’t patronize, patronize me
With your weaponized bloody hands and angel wings
Don’t patronize, patronize me
But you’ve gotta burn it down and put the fire out to save the day

[Outro]
Who the hell do you think you are
I’ll see you in hell with your gold-plated heart
Who the hell do you think you are
I’ll see you in hell with you gold-plated heart...