Luyện nghe bài hát Phoney Smiles & Fake Hellos

You, yeah you, you
You got a cardboard cutout
Just a power-tripping, mind-raping, junkie
your hype is true

You, you, yeah you
Respect ain't a you know
just a fabricated lie that doesn't exist
Dropping names you go

Life's phoney smiles and hellos
The hardcore rush of watching heads
As I dig your grave and kill your lifeless
Fuck for all I fucking care

You, yeah you, you
Thinking you it all
Thirty-five years old a wife and two kids
Still living in your mother's

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

phoney smiles and fake hellos
The rush of watching heads roll
As I dig your grave and kill your stare
yourself for all I fucking care

You, you, yeah you
Still figured what it is you do
Just a no talent with a ten ton ego
Until fifteen minutes are through

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

Life's phoney and fake hellos
The hardcore rush of watching heads
I dig grave and kill your lifeless stare
Fuck yourself for all I fucking