“Speaks about Disturbed’s uphill battle to be a metal band in a city, and a world that does not necessarily want one.”

Well here we go again, get up
A little something for your earhole, get up
Baring a part of my soul again, get up
Disturbed in da house, we’re droppin’ plates

You said it couldn’t be done
Told me that it’s the kind of battle that just couldn’t be won, you know
You’re too sick, too hard, too fucked in the head
You’ll never make it, no, not in this lifetime
Well guess again, my friend, don’t act surprised
We got the bass drum kick that will blow out your eyes, huh
‘Cause when you hear this shit, you’ll get to steppin’

Gonna fight the war, and use my MUSIC AS A WEAPON

You know I’m talkin’ ’bout
Recognition
You know I’m talkin’ ’bout
Vindication

Another goddamn slap in the face
Don’t wanna give us a place, are you afraid
Well fear this, ’cause I’m breaking through the walls of your nightmare
Wake up, time to die
The way I’m livin’ there is no compromising it
Better get ready for another surprise and it
May leave a mark, because I’m coming in fast
Planting thoughts in your mind and droppin’ plates on your ass
Well here I come I’m droppin’ plates on your ass bitch
You never mind and you don’t need this
Well here I come I’m droppin’ plates on your ass bitch
You never mind and you don’t need

Well on your mark here we go again, hey yeah yeah
Well never mind ’cause you’re not number one, oh yeah yeah
You’re too hardened from the other side, hey yeah yeah
I think it’s time to bring it home again
Right to me

Here I come I’m droppin plates on your ass
Plates on your ass bitch, plates on your ass

Well on your mark now here we go again I’m droppin plates
I use my music, my weapon, I’m droppin plates
Rip through the walls of your nightmare, I’m droppin plates
Well here we go and droppin plates