Don't Tell Me What To Do

I can turn my head without someone trying to influence me
 Eat this, buy this, pee here
 Yo, fuck you man
 You don't know what's best for me I do and even if I don't I'll find out soon
 
 Don't tell me what to do!
 Commercial breaks got my brains at stake, your so called goods are fucking fake
 It's making me irate
 Mostly 'cause I can't escape, so don't look my way I'm filled with hate
 You should take the blame for most my mistakes, too bad I've never seen your face
 Don't tell me what to do!
 Not at all! Not at all!
 Don't tell me what to do!
 Standing tall! I'm standing tall!
 Don't tell me what to do!
 Not at all! Not at all!
 Don't tell me what to do!
 Standing tall!
 Tied of you gimmicks
 And were tired of your images
 Tired of your messages
 And were tired of your influence
 Back the fuck up
 Your existence is a nuisance
 Propaganda propagating fucking douches
 Don't tell me what to do!
 Not at all! Not at all!
 Don't tell me what to do!
 Standing tall! I'm standing tall!
 Don't tell me what to do!
 Not at all! Not at all!
 Don't tell me what to do!
 Standing tall!