Phoney Smile Fake Hellos - Live

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

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

Life's phoney smiles and fake hellos
The hardcore rush of watching heads roll
I dig your grave, I fuck your lifeless stare
Go fuck yourself for all I fucking care, yeah

You, yeah you, yeah you
Thinking you know it all
35 years old with a wife and two kids
Still living in your mother's home

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

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

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

You, yeah you, yeah
A conscience deaf and blind
For I was driving the hearse without remorse
Fucking you and your kind

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