That Ain't Real Much - Blacklisted

Don’t care about my generation

Don’t care if I stand or fall

Don’t care about my reputation

I’m chasing aspirations I never saw

Well f**k you

So sick of culture sickness and all that I have witnessed

I can’t face the crowd

Please believe me when I f**king say

Time is about the last thing that we need

I know how it feels to not want to speak

Sometimes I wonder if I’ll remember the names

Of the faces that just went away with age

Please just go and leave me alone