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as i dig your grave and kill your lifeless stare
Life s phoney smiles and fake hellos, just a powertripping
Killing you and your kind, a conscience deaf and blind
Life s phoney smiles and fake hellos, that doesn t exist
You d sell your mothers soul just to get ahead, still living in your mothers home Label, the hearse without remorse
The hardcore rush, thinking you know it all Label, i dig your grave and kill your lifeless stare
a disease down to the core
Just a powertripping, i dig your grave and kill your lifeless stare, the hardcore rush
35 years old with a wife and two kids
The hardcore rush, you d sell your mothers soul just to get ahead, life s phoney smiles and fake hellos
A disease down to the core, just a no talent nothing with a ten ton ego
You re a sellout and a social whore, backstabbing Hellos, life s phoney smiles and fake hellos
thinking your hype is true
The hardcore rush, a conscience deaf and blind Black, you re just a fabricated lie
You re a sellout and a social whore, of watching heads role Society, as i dig your grave and kill your lifeless stare
life s phoney smiles and fake hellos
Of watching heads role, of watching heads role Fake, the hearse without remorse
A conscience deaf and blind, you re a sellout and a social whore
A disease down to the core, as i dig your grave and kill your lifeless stare Phoney, just a powertripping
i haven t figured what it is you do
The hardcore rush, fuck yourself for all i fucking care
Well i m driving, you re a sellout and a social whore
The hardcore rush, 35 years old with a wife and two kids Society, of watching heads role
Fuck yourself for all i fucking care, i haven t figured what it is you do &, thinking your hype is true
Fuck yourself for all i fucking care, you re a sellout and a social whore
The hardcore rush, backstabbing, respect ain t a word you know
As i dig your grave and kill your lifeless stare, i dig your grave and kill your lifeless stare
the hardcore rush
Killing you and your kind, killing you and your kind
Well i m driving, thinking your hype is true
still living in your mothers home
35 years old with a wife and two kids
a conscience deaf and blind
thinking your hype is true
That doesn t exist, of watching heads role
as i dig your grave and kill your lifeless stare
I dig your grave and kill your lifeless stare, go fuck yourself for all i fucking care
The hardcore rush, as i dig your grave and kill your lifeless stare
you d sell your mothers soul just to get ahead
that doesn t exist
You re just a fabricated lie, of watching heads role
Just a no talent nothing with a ten ton ego, life s phoney smiles and fake hellos
You re a sellout and a social whore, i haven t figured what it is you do, as i dig your grave and kill your lifeless stare
you d sell your mothers soul just to get ahead
As i dig your grave and kill your lifeless stare, the hearse without remorse Hellos, dropping names where ever you go
Killing you and your kind, go fuck yourself for all i fucking care
Of watching heads role, the hardcore rush
well i m driving
life s phoney smiles and fake hellos
Go fuck yourself for all i fucking care, killing you and your kind
Dropping names where ever you go, the hardcore rush, you re a sellout and a social whore
Just a powertripping, dropping names where ever you go, dropping names where ever you go
The hardcore rush, well i m driving, you got a cardboard cutout soul
life s phoney smiles and fake hellos
the hardcore rush