Woe, Is Me

Well did you honestly think for a second we'd played our final song?
In spite of those who disagree, you know it feels damn good to prove you
Wrong. Singin' woahhh, we did it somehow
And woahhh, it's our turn now.
We'll shut you down, you'll drown like the rest of them.
Need I remind you that you're up against the best of them?
I'll be the thought that's in the back of your head. We'll be the monsters
Hiding under your bed.
I'll make you pay for all the things that you said. I'll make you pay for
Them.
Tell me why they painted us with guilt.