Album: Nation
I Don’t fucking belong here
Coulden’t give half a dick who you are
Left sided popularity contest
Talkin' to me like I should know who you are
I’m unimpressed, In fact I’m fucking sickened
Don’t know how much your drinkin' or how the fuck you get women
Hollywood cosmetic mess, fuck your vampire songs and the way that you dress
(It's embarassing)
Pilled out, washed up suckers on leather
Dressed for transylvania in the boilig weather
Please understand we ain’t in this together
With the force of a nation, closing in on you
Crucified on the sunset strip
With you transvestite crew
Gross groupie chicken flock up in the van
How man womna does it take to make, woah man
Slow down baby dudeyou 'bout to get burned
You’re a long way from home
Wooden steak to the sternum bitch
You know nothing about my kind
Where I came from this shit won’t fly
Take you for everything no reason why
I thought you said «You could never die»
Force you into the sunlight,.
But you’re not turning to ash
Force you into a real life where you don’t stand a fucking chance
Fly bitch fly
Lemme see your wings
Practice what you preach and take a fucking leap
Crush the creators of the night
Cut them down to size
Put to waste this awful place where wash up come to die
Crush the creators of the night cut them down to size
Put to waste this awful place where wash ups come to die