Count Me Out

Don't want to be part of your plans or schemes
Won't ever suffer from your in crowd disease
Don't know your lame in jokes or kiss up to cliques
I've seen this all before it's so fucking sick

Won't admit that it's stagnant won't admit that it's true
Until it's constricting and bleeding of you
This is no better than what it replaced
Just the same attitude with a different face

You say that I'm jaded you say that I'm bored
But if it can't change then it should be ignored
Don't have a solution so I shouldn't complain
Just be a mirror and show who's to blame

Count me out