Human disorder

They call me trouble

They call me lame

They call me color, call me skin, call me friend

They call me fear

They call me pretty

They call me other side, we call them lies

Oh, my God, I can travel the world inside my bed

Trading all the money I don't get (yeah!)

Yeah, I know the way to make it fake (whoa!)

We are the face of fast food nation

I mean, overrated, so overrated)

We are the people, tomorrow with nowhere else to go

Underrated, underrated

Ayy, we know the rules

We could be happier instead of lose

We are the future, we are the noise

We are a tiny sight in the shadow

Oh, my God (yeah!)

I can travel the world inside my bed (whoa!)

Trading all the money I don't get (yeah)

Yeah, I know the way to make it fake (woah!)

We are the face of the fast food nation

I mean, overrated, so overrated

We are the people, tomorrow with nowhere else to go

Underrated, underrated

Overrated, so overrated

Underrated, underrated

But are we feeling free? Uh

I got a gun on my body

So overrated, overrated

I want my pitchfork review, a 1.5, saying

The record sucks, but I'm good like, oh, yeah!

I'm underrated, underrated

We are the face of the fast food nation

I mean, overrated, so overrated

We are the people, tomorrow with nowhere else to go

Underrated, underrated

Overrated, so overrated

Underrated, underrated