The Great Southern Trendkill AxCx

[Intro]
(scream)

[Verse 1]
It's wearing on my mind, I'm speaking all my doubts aloud
You rob a dead man's grave, then flaunt it like you did create

[Verse 2]
If I hit bottom and everything's gone
In the great Mississippi, please drown me and run
It's digging time again
You're nurturing the weakest trend
Those with the heart and the brain to get past this
Can spot a pathetic without even asking

[Verse 3]
Fuck your magazine, and fuck the long dead plastic scene
Pierce a new hole; if Hell was in, you'd give your soul to

[Chorus]
The Great Southern Trendkill!
That's right!
The Great Southern Trendkill!

[Pre-Verse]
(scream)