Abominable Buzzkill lyrics

Opinions are like guns
Tons of as*h*les have them like to shoot them off in public
How bout some cognitive dissonance? f*ck your day up
Sorry you're wrong

Is it me? Are you entitled?
To your opinion and everything you see
Your self confidence makes my skin crawl
I've heard it all before
I'm waiting for marshal law, motherf*cker

With your nose high up in the air
You came from the next town over, we grew up on the same water
How bout some truth?? f*ck your day up
Sorry you're wrong

Hipsters and gun nuts
Conspiracy theorist who won't shut thе f*ck up
Redneck pig motherf*ckеrs
f*ck you

That hippie guy at every party trying to f*ck every girl
Sorry you're wrong