Luyện nghe bài hát Phoney Smiles & Fake Hellos

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You, yeah you, you
A conscience deaf and
I'm driving the hearse remorse
Killing you and your

Life's phoney smiles and hellos
The rush of watching heads roll
I dig your grave and kill your stare
Fuck yourself for all I care