The Great Southern Trendkill |
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The Great Southern Trendkill Lyrics |
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 It`s wearing on my mind, I`m speaking all my doubts aloud You rob a dead mans grave, then flaunt it like you did create If I hit bottom and every thing`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 Fuck your magazine, and fuck the long dead plastic scene Pierce a new hole, if Hell was "in" you`d give your soul TO THE GREAT SOUTHERN TRENDKILL That`s right, THE GREAT SOUTHERN TRENDKILL, Fuck yeah! Buy it at a store, from MTV to on the floor You look just like a star, it`s proof you don`t know who you are It`s bullshit time again, you`ll save the world within your trend Those with the heart and the brain to get past this Can spot a pathetic without even asking Politically relieved, you`re product sold and well received The right words spoken gold, if I was God you`d sell your soul to... THE GREAT SOUTHERN TRENDKILL That`s right, THE GREAT SOUTHERN TRENDKILL, Fuck yeah! |
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