Well I've been labouring nine to five, my e's and my ciggies will keep me alive.
I'm a genius, that's my secret, we can jive to grind-core, and my soul you can keep it.
Oooh ska punk hour is coming our way, I'll dance like a t___ because i might just be gay.
I'd rather burn my face off than smell you rot, but no one needs a conscience when you're sucking the c___.

And I believe my own hype, always.
I believe my own hype, always.
Believe your own hype and you might just get out
Believe your own hype and you might just get out get out.

I'd rather be in jaxx on a thursday night.
I'd rather be in jaxx on a thursday night.
I'd rather be in jaxx on a thursday night.
Oh I'd rather be in jaxx on a thursday night.

Hip-hop
Metal
Hard-rock
Pop art
Pop art
Pop art
Pop art

And I believe my own hype, always.
I believe my own hype, always.
Believe your own hype and you might just get out
Believe your own hyper and you might just get out, get out.

See also:
JustSomeLyrics
83
83.93
Benassi Bros. feat Sandy Turn me up Lyrics
Nightmare Of You The Heaven Studded Cinctures Lyrics