It Takes a Seven Nation Army to Hold Us Back (Feat. Emilio Lopez) - Apathy

I'm gonna fight 'em off A seven nation army couldn't hold me back They're gonna rip it off Taking their time right behind my back And I'm talking to myself at night Because I can't forget Back and forth through my mind Behind a cigarette And the message coming from my eyes Says "Leave it alone" Don't want to hear about it Every single one's got a story to tell Everyone knows about it From the Queen of England to the Hounds of Hell And if I catch it coming back my way I'm gonna serve it to you And that ain't what you want to hear But that's what I'll do And the feeling coming from my bones Says "Find a home" I'm going to Wichita Far from this opera forever more I'm gonna work the straw Make the sweat drip out of every pore And I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding Right before the Lord All the words are gonna bleed from me And I will think no more And the stains coming from my blood Tell me "Go back home"

The bigger they come, the harder they fall When egos are big, the people are small Pitiful, minuscule, nothing at all No matter the money, they all wanna ball Rock the clothes, the hoes'll jock And drop some dough so hoes'll watch Like "look at me, look at me," so insecure Buggin' when Gucci don't go with Dior Didn't get love? Run to the store Get in the club, run to the floor But never expect to find me there With metro boys, with messy hair, it's... The beautiful stars, beautiful cars, beautiful way of life, it's... The beautiful house, beautiful spouse, beautiful seems so priceless The beautiful bitches, beautiful riches, beautiful fascination With beautiful evil, beautiful people, beautiful fabrication Hey little girl, think you're so damn cute? Tell me..."What do you see?" Tell me..."What do you see?" Hey Mr. Trendy, in your fancy suit Tell me..."What do you see?" Tell me..."What do you see?" The beautiful people, the beautiful people Don't wanna be 'em The beautiful people, the beautiful people Don't wanna see 'em The beautiful people, the beautiful people Don't wanna hear 'em The beautiful people, the beautiful people Fuck them Gellin' their hair, preparin' their make up Beauty is not in their genetic make up Watch it on TV, Apathy knows The way they configure reality shows Don't need to be psychic, with mental telepathy To understand how they sweatin' celebrities Watch and learn, prepare the children Ashton Kutcher, Paris Hilton Stand on stage and stare at billions Break their hearts, they're resilient Seen through the eyes of Jessica Simpson Beautiful people are better at living The beautiful way that they run from the camera Complainin' they "Oh so stressed out" The beautiful way they forgot where they came from Then get upset, when they left out The beautiful bitches, beautiful riches, beautiful fascination With beautiful people, beautiful evil, beautiful bash your face in Hey little girl, think you're so damn cute? Tell me..."What do you see?" Tell me..."What do you see?" Hey Mr. Trendy, in your fancy suit Tell me..."What do you see?" Tell me..."What do you see?" The beautiful people, the beautiful people Don't wanna be 'em The beautiful people, the beautiful people Don't wanna see 'em The beautiful people, the beautiful people Don't wanna hear 'em The beautiful people, the beautiful people Fuck them Beauty's only skin deep, scrape away that thin sheet Poppin that shit, like your shit never stink and I'll turn you into mince meat Open up that magazine, US Weekly, People Teen Popular people, the pompous and evil, abominable, I'm a fashion fiend Tannin' booths, fancy suits, hairy boots, very cute Say we let go, 80's retro, bitches tryin' to make me metro Love their little recipe, to look like a celebrity With tiny dogs and tiny clothes they use as an accessory, it's... The beautiful girls, beautiful world, beautiful ass and curves and... The beautiful flesh, beautiful chest, beautiful plastic surgeon The beautiful science, beautiful diets, beautiful fluctuation The beautiful bods, beautiful gods, beautiful "suck your waist in" Hey little girl, think you're so damn cute? Tell me..."What do you see?" Tell me..."What do you see?" Hey Mr. Trendy, in your fancy suit Tell me..."What do you see?" Tell me..."What do you see?" The beautiful people, the beautiful people Don't wanna be 'em The beautiful people, the beautiful people Don't wanna see 'em The beautiful people, the beautiful people Don't wanna hear 'em The beautiful people, the beautiful people Fuck them