Handbook For The Sellout Songtext / Lyric

Handbook for the Sellout

You found a way to draw a line, between the world and you. Faking your identity
it's true. Did yuo think the word "alternative", was only meant for the likes of
you? Do you think that they're too cool now? Being popular is lame. You're the
one who made them popular, all their songs are still the same. You found them
first, it made you stand apart, you know? But then everyone jumped on the same
bandwagon, making you an average Joe, A lemming for the mediocre, you were
just a plain old joker status quo. Blame it on the band now. If you pick them do
they bleed? What's the point in playing what they want, if you won't let them
succeed? Do you remember where we all came from? Do you remember what
it's all about? When you made a point to be objective, before you started writing
Handbook for the Sellout? You sunk your worth in being different, just to be like
your own kind. You traded in objectiveness, for the underground you follow
blind.