Luyện nghe bài hát Phoney Smiles & Fake Hellos

You, yeah you, you
You got a cardboard soul
a power-tripping, mind-raping, backstabbing junkie
Thinking your is true

You, you, yeah you
ain't a word you know
You're a fabricated lie that doesn't exist
names wherever you go

Life's smiles and fake hellos
The hardcore of watching heads roll
As I dig your grave and kill your stare
Fuck for all I fucking care

You, yeah you, you
you know it all
Thirty-five years old with a and two kids
Still living in mother's home

You, you, yeah you
A and a social whore
You'd sell your soul just to get ahead
A down to the core

Life's phoney smiles and hellos
The hardcore rush of heads roll
As I dig your and kill your lifeless stare
Fuck yourself for all I fucking

You, you, yeah you
Still haven't figured it is you do
Just a no talent nothing a ten ton ego
your fifteen minutes are through

You, you, yeah you
A conscience and blind
I'm driving the without remorse
you and your kind

Life's phoney smiles and hellos
The hardcore rush of heads roll
I dig your grave and your lifeless stare
yourself for all I fucking care