What brought you here?
Why have you stayed?
Intentions that were pure?
Are they still the same?
When will your motives change?
Someone has to speak up or forget
That we're all hardcorepunkmetal freaks
We're die-hard freaks
They're exploiting us together
Infiltrate our underground and open up a market
To turn another dollar
Look around you, you can see it
Cornering the market
Shameless selfless promotion, you look like a beggar
Vultures circle in greed
Just promotional tricks but the fans know better
Increasing profit margins
Supply and demand with no guilt whatsoever
Raking in the money
This should stay underground, man, we're all in it together
This is industry standard
The fools will tell you its industry standard
How a band should sound
Mr. Know-it-all, nobody wants you around
Don't play the trends to thrive
I just need sounds of death to keep me alive
Leave your attitude at home
I'd never have headbanged if I'd ever have known
You act like such a prick
Primadonna behavior, I think I'm going to be sick
Belch!
No industry standard
Don't believe them and their industry standard
Industry standard
Give it all the guts you got
Die-hards- remember you can sniff out the bullshit
There's no rules to make this noise
If you want to kill you just really have to rip it
They're exploiting us together
Infiltrate our underground to open up a market
To turn another dollar
Look around you, you can sense it
I feel we have the right
Don't try and take this, we won't give
Not without a fight
There's no room for your industry standard
Thieves peddling lies
You and I, we're not the same
Just f*ck off and die
You're imaginary industry standard's lame