Luyện nghe bài hát Phoney Smiles & Fake Hellos

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

You, yeah you, you
Respect a word you know
You're just a fabricated lie that exist
names wherever you go

Life's phoney and fake hellos
The hardcore rush of watching heads
As I dig your grave and kill your stare
Fuck yourself for all I 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, you, yeah you
A and a social whore
You'd sell your mother's just to get ahead
A disease down to the

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

You, yeah you, you
haven't figured what it is you do
Just a no talent with a ten ton ego
your fifteen minutes are through

You, you, yeah you
A deaf and blind
I'm driving the hearse remorse
you and your kind

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