Enough?

Listen

Gimme just a little minute to talk about something

Oh, sorry, I mean someone

I'm talking to the kinda dudes that always need to show us all how masculine they are

I always see you popping up in the comments, underneath a post where I kiss my homies goodnight

Or was it that post from our new song in which you can hear me sing for a second?

Oh, whatever

I always see you motherfuckers writing homophobic shit in the internet

And cussing about all the people that are just enjoying it

Writing about things that you have nothing to do with

And giving all of us new struggles to deal with

I fucking hate you, haters

Well, hold on, that makes me one of you too

But hey, there's still a difference between us 'cause I am not nearly as tough as you

You are tall and you bang on your chest, and you only listen to aggressive music

And I'm sitting here and I'm singing about my own feelings

Argh, I'm such a pussy, huh?

I don't want any of your attention

And I don't want any more of you at our shows

I don't want to give you no attention

But I know that I'm doing it right now (Shh)

I don't want your attention, ha

And I don't want you at our shows, no

And I don't wanna give attention, ha

But I'm doing it right now

But here we go again

There's things that really need to be said

And I know this song is gonna make you real mad

But trust, I really feel so bad

I really feel so bad when I think of you

'Cause I know that all you want, is to show someone the song that you sing along

When you're in the shower but it is too fucking soft and emotional

For all of your alpha friends to understand, and they would laugh at you

So you end up commenting underneath my posts

And I feel so bad, but ayy, hold on, hold on, Lehmann, ayy, ayy, ayy

Bring back that old school shit

Come on, let's give them what they want

Uh-huh

That's what I'm fucking talking about, Lehmann, come on, bring it back

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

I don't want your shit

Now I'm faced with what has been annoying me

Covering your tracks never worked out so well all this time

It won't let me go

This constant hate is about to catch up to my death

I don't know what to do

My failures

When I die, it will be chin up, it will be

Is it enough?

Is it enough?

Is it enough?

Is it enough?

Is it fucking enough for you now, huh?

Well, it is not for me

I'm not done yet, motherfuckers

You're a faceless voice in an endless sea of digital pitying screams

But your words are hollow and broken and empty and unnecessary dreams

You think you're a hunter, well, I think you're just a prey

And I think you will fade away

'Cause you are trapped in your own game

And in the darkness of your mind, you are a king without a crown

But outside of your tiny realm, you are nothing but a fucking clown

Hide yourself behind your bullshit, you cowards

Open your eyes up and look into that mirror

When you look into it, then you will see

A reflection of what you are pretending to be

Bitch

Is it fucking hard enough for you now, huh?

Is it hard enough?