I heard the feedback, I'm a poser
With a guitar and a choker
Hidin' under sunglasses
I made an album, they hate the tracklist
(Yeah)

Leave the scene, you're ruining it
Leave the scene, you're ruining it
You sold out and it makes me sick, so
Leave the scene, you're ruining it

You got it easy, you're a celebrity
You got new friends, and no enemies
You're no icon, you're just a parody
You might be relevant, but just barely
(Damn)

Leave the scene, you're ruining it
Leave the scene, you're ruining it
You sold out and it makes me sick, so
Leave the scene, you're ruining it

Oh, you're so ephemeral
You sold, you sold, you sold your
Soul straight to the devil
What for? What for? What for?

(Does he even, like, play guitar?)

Leave the scene, you're ruining it (ruining it)
Leave the scene, you're ruining it (ruining it)
You sold out and it makes me sick, so (makes me sick)
Leave the scene, you're ruining it (ruining it)

The mainstream's waiting (yeah)
Give 'em what they want now
The mainstream's waiting
Give 'em what they want now

(Yeah, fuck that dude)

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Writer(s): Nicholas Long, Richard Colson Baker, Travis L. Barker