Hypocrite Fucking Die
You coward are you afraid of the dark
There is nothing left to hide from
Crawl on your filthy knees
You got nothing good to die for
Nobody wants to be reminded you are just full of shit
And you have no control
Do you call yourself
Do you call yourself a king
So, step up
Do you call yourself
Do you call yourself a king
So, step up
Bored and dumfound
Where’s my new machine
Your gun is all you need
We are weak and terrified
Bored and dumfound
Where’s my new machine
Your gun is all you need
We are weak
I can’t believe it still
You keep pushing down
Beautiful people you don’t value walk around with fear inside
get 'em
to the ground
and stomp his head in
I don’t care
you will not be
anyone
as the world marches on
where held back
and with love in my hearth
I’m falling
I’m falling
I’m falling
Faling apart
Getting upset
It’s just your brain that’s telling you to react
who cares your not worth any thing
you won’t feel anything
until you are dead
Do you call yourself a king
Do you call yourself
Do you call yourself a king
So, step up
Bored and dumfound
Where’s your new machine
Your gun is all you need
We are weak and terrified
Bored and dumfound
Where’s your new machine
A gun is all you need
We are weak and terrified
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