Let's kill this party we started Shrieking as real as a chick in cheap porn Sweden and Florida should have your fucking royalties Give them death
Death to metal
Two hundred riffs do not a song make Watching these stoners live the cliché I'm praying you dickholes ignore my band We still blow you pricks away
Death to metal Scum There's nothing you can do There's nothing you can say I refuse These silly games Broken children Stupid names
Don't tell me about your pain Entertain me, or fuck off I'd kill and eat our heroes But I like my meat fresh
Tin roof rusty!
you made the best songs ever pulled giants from thin air the underground hurdled by zeitgeist with mascara and a haircut
these accolades should be yours the fakes have passed off as their own the great revolution that never was now obscurity calls, stigma, and shame VictimTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
