I dig your grave and kill your lifeless stare
You, yeah you, yeah you
You're just a fabricated lie that doesn't exist
Thinking you know it all
Life's phoney smiles and fake hellos
Just a no talent nothing with a ten ton ego
A sellout and a social whore
Dropping names wherever you go
As I dig your grave and kill your lifeless stare
You, yeah you, yeah you
You, yeah you, yeah you
As I dig your grave and kill your lifeless stare
Respect ain't a word you know
Until your fifteen minutes are through
A disease down to the core
The hardcore rush of watching heads roll
You, yeah you, yeah you
Fuck yourself for all I fucking care
The hardcore rush of watching heads roll
I'm driving the hearse without remorse
You'd sell your mother's soul just to get ahead
Killing you and your kind
Fuck yourself for all I fucking care
The hardcore rush of watching heads roll
Thirty-five years old with a wife and two kids
Life's phoney smiles and fake hellos
Just a power-tripping, mind-raping, backstabbing junkie
Still haven't figured what it is you do
Life's phoney smiles and fake hellos
Thinking your hype is true
A conscience deaf and blind
Still living in your mother's home
You, yeah you, yeah you
