Under and Over It
Five Finger Death Punch Lyrics

Did you hear the one about me being a punk?
Have you heard the rumor that I am rebellious and insubordinate?

Did you hear the one about me, being a drunk?
Have you heard the rumor that I drink alcohol excessively?

So did you hear the one about me losing my nerve?
Have you heard the rumor that I am cowardly or lacking confidence?

Or how I'm just another fucking sheep in the herd?
Or have you heard the rumor that I am conforming to societal norms and not standing out?

Did you hear about the money, how it made me change?
Have you heard how obtaining wealth has altered my behavior and personality?

So funny to me, all the time that they waste!
It's amusing to me how much time people spend gossiping and spreading rumors.

Did you hear the one about me, giving a shit?
Have you heard the rumor that I care about what others think or say about me?

Cause if I ever did, I don't remember it!
Because if I did care at some point, I have since forgotten about it.

You can be me, and I will be you.
Let's switch roles.

You can live just like a star.
You can bask in the glory and attention of fame.

I'll take my sin, And you take the fame!
I'll take the blame for our wrongdoings, and you can enjoy the recognition.

I'm under and over it all.
I'm overwhelmed and fed up with everything.

Did you hear the one about me playing the game?
Have you heard the rumor that I am participating in the cut-throat and manipulative game of the music industry?

Selling my soul and changing my name.
I am sacrificing my artistic integrity and authenticity for monetary gain and changing my identity.

Did you hear the one about me being a prick?
Have you heard the rumor that I am unkind and unpleasant to others?

Did you know I don't care? You can suck my
I am indifferent to your negative opinions about me, and you can fill in the rest with your imagination.

Did you hear the one about me trying to die?
Have you heard the rumor that I have attempted suicide?

Fist in the air and a finger to the sky.
I am defiant and rebellious, not caring about the consequences.

Do I care if you hate me? Do you wanna know the truth?
Do I really care if you despise me? Do you want me to be honest?

C'est la vie, adios, good riddance, fuck you!
That's life. Goodbye. I'm glad you're leaving. Insert expletive here.

I'll take my sanity, you take the fame.
I value my mental health more than being in the spotlight, so you can have the fame instead.

(I'm under and over it.)
(I'm overwhelmed and done with it all.)

I'm, I'm, I'm under and over it.
I'm exhausted and frustrated with everything.