Fuck the world, come They never see me coming Their faces twisted in shock Now the fools come gunning To put our heads to the black Sick of the laughter Sick of the pain Sick of the feeling, the feeling of shame Sick of the white folks privileged and vain Protesting a culture that isn't the same Don't blame the false elites When Nazi assholes march the streets So call me a hypocrite call me a fake It's nothing compared to your pride and your hate Dead Dead, imploded These times are volatile There's no room left for you Dead Dead, imploded There's no room left for you These times are volatile Volatile, volatile, volatile, volatile, volatile This world is fucking volatile Whoa, fuck the World You'll never see me coming Sick of the racists Sick of the shit Sick of them telling me it's immigrants Sick of the phonies on my phone screen Sick of the NRA trying to scare me Stop crying innocence Stop claiming self-defense Good men won't speak because they're scared of the violence But bad men keep screaming to fill up the silence Dead Dead, imploded These times are volatile There's no room left for you Dead Dead, imploded There's no room left for you These times are volatile Volatile, volatile, volatile, volatile, volatile This world is fucking volatile Oh break it, smash it, burn it to the ground Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground Dead Dead and bloated These times are volatile There's no room left for you Dead Dead and bloated Life can be so volatile Volatile, volatile, volatile Volatile, volatile, volatile, volatile, volatile, volatile Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground