Don't Tell Me What To Do

I can turn my head without someone trying to influence me Eat this, buy this, pee here Yo, fuck you man You don't know what's best for me I do and even if I don't I'll find out soon Don't tell me what to do! Commercial breaks got my brains at stake, your so called goods are fucking fake It's making me irate Mostly 'cause I can't escape, so don't look my way I'm filled with hate You should take the blame for most my mistakes, too bad I've never seen your face Don't tell me what to do! Not at all! Not at all! Don't tell me what to do! Standing tall! I'm standing tall! Don't tell me what to do! Not at all! Not at all! Don't tell me what to do! Standing tall! Tied of you gimmicks And were tired of your images Tired of your messages And were tired of your influence Back the fuck up Your existence is a nuisance Propaganda propagating fucking douches Don't tell me what to do! Not at all! Not at all! Don't tell me what to do! Standing tall! I'm standing tall! Don't tell me what to do! Not at all! Not at all! Don't tell me what to do! Standing tall!