Texty: Death By Stereo. Holding 60 Dollars On A Burning Bridge.

What's that constant ringing in your ears?
Could it be the guilt from all the cheers?
Come on big boy, you're a star
Did you forget who you're friends are?

Phony bands, false leaders
You let this bullshit come between us
Get high off an ego instead of a drug
We'll still be here when you're done

And no, I won't back down
No, I won't back down
No, I won't back down

Helping you is like a slap in the face
Milk it, milk it, milk it with no haste
Without your greed, selfish desire
We'll still be here, take it higher

I've got this fucking wire tapped
I'm onto you with this hard life act
I know the ropes, I know where it's at
See the beauty that you can't

And no, I won't back down
No, I won't back down
No, I won't back down to the bullshit
No one believes you anymore, more, anymore

Keep on, keep on, keeping on
Don't let 'em get you down
Keep on, keep on, keeping on
Keep on

No, I won't back down
No, I won't back down
No, I won't back down anymore