Luyện nghe bài hát Phoney Smiles & Fake Hellos

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

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

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

You, yeah you, you
you know it all
Thirty-five old with a wife and two kids
Still living in your home

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

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

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

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

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