Lyrics:

They're advertising on the TV
Become a soldier
It's still high school politics, you know
Nothing's changed, jocks and assholes still don't know shit about aesthetic

I think I smell a rat
We sold our revenge, now we're working for them

Where's the divide?

You know Justin, well Justin's dead
And Yahoo won't let his family have access to his e-mail account
The news reporter said, I feel so bad for you, it's so awkward
There's really nothing I can say

Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays
From network and its affiliates

So where's the divide?
Where's the divide?