Phoney Smiles & Fake Hellos Black Label Society
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[Verse 1]
You, yeah you, yeah you
You got a cardboard cutout soul
Just a powertripping, mindtraping, backstabbing, junkie
Thinking your hype is true
You, yeah you, yeah you
Respect ain't a word you know
You're just a fabricated lie, that doesn't exist
Dropping names where ever you go
[Chorus]
Life's phoney smiles and fake hellos
The hardcore rush of watching heads role
As I dig your grave and kill your lifeless stare
Fuck yourself for all I fucking care
[Verse 2]
You, yeah you, yeah you
Thinking you know it all
35 years old with a wife and two kids
Still living in your mothers home
You, yeah you, yeah you
You're a sellout and a social whore
You'd sell your mothers soul just to get ahead
A disease down to the core
You, yeah you, yeah you
You got a cardboard cutout soul
Just a powertripping, mindtraping, backstabbing, junkie
Thinking your hype is true
You, yeah you, yeah you
Respect ain't a word you know
You're just a fabricated lie, that doesn't exist
Dropping names where ever you go
[Chorus]
Life's phoney smiles and fake hellos
The hardcore rush of watching heads role
As I dig your grave and kill your lifeless stare
Fuck yourself for all I fucking care
[Verse 2]
You, yeah you, yeah you
Thinking you know it all
35 years old with a wife and two kids
Still living in your mothers home
You, yeah you, yeah you
You're a sellout and a social whore
You'd sell your mothers soul just to get ahead
A disease down to the core
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