Lyric The Great Southern Trendkill
It s wearing on my mind, I m speaking all my doubts aloudYou rob a dead mans grave, then flaunt it like you did createIf I hit bottom and everythings goneIn the great Mississippi, please drown me and runIt s digging time again, you re nurturing the weakest trendThose with the heart and the brain to get past thisCan spot a pathetic without even askingFuck your magazine, and fuck the long dead plastic scenePierce a new hole, if Hell was "in" you d give your soul
Chorus:The great southern trendkillThat s right,The great southern trendkill
Buy it at a store, from MTV to on the floorYou look just like a star, it s proof you don t know who you areIt s bullshit time again, you ll save the world within your trendPolitically relieved, you re product sold and well receivedThe right words spoken gold, if I was God you d sell your soul to...
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Chorus:The great southern trendkillThat s right,The great southern trendkill
Buy it at a store, from MTV to on the floorYou look just like a star, it s proof you don t know who you areIt s bullshit time again, you ll save the world within your trendPolitically relieved, you re product sold and well receivedThe right words spoken gold, if I was God you d sell your soul to...
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