Please, watch your step, dear The world is out to beat you Don't you know there's cannibals Designed to kill and eat you
You sister's high on angel dust And so's your porno brother And your phone know's more about you Than your daddy or your mother
They'll drive you to the edge And they'll leave you to die Infected by the venom of their vicious, viral lies It's all lies We're dead flies
Priests and Parriahs Disguised as holy guru Practicing their montra Of some cybernetic voodoo
And their's always a messiah Preaching mass disaster Claiming that their Jesus or Illuminati matters
They'll drive you to the edge And they'll leave you to die Infected by the venom of their vicious, viral lies It's all lies We're dead flies
It's all lies We're dead flies
They're gonna need your money To relieve you of your stessing They'll take your wealth and fame In exchange for the blessing
And they'll kill you with their gospel Full of psycho-babble vomit When they make you drink the Kool-Aid And you ride off on that comet
It's all lies We're dead flies Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
|