Luyện nghe bài hát Phoney Smiles & Fake Hellos

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

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

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

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

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

Life's phoney smiles and fake
The hardcore of watching heads roll
As I dig your and kill your lifeless stare
yourself for all I fucking care

You, yeah you, you
Still figured what it is you do
Just a no nothing with a ten ton ego
Until 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 rush of watching heads roll
I dig your and kill your lifeless stare
Fuck yourself for all I fucking