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 is true

You, you, yeah you
Respect a word you know
You're a fabricated lie that doesn't exist
Dropping wherever you go

phoney smiles and fake hellos
The hardcore rush of watching heads
As I dig your and kill your lifeless stare
Fuck for all I fucking care

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

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

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

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

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

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