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You thought we were a fucking joke
But we're still here in your face
At first I was asking, but now I'm fucking threatening you but honestly don't seem to get it, one night in Batesville and the devil taught me all his tricks to make myself come to greatness, we're that fucking poser band that all your idols warned you of who brought your father to his knees and sold the rights to MTV
(SOONER OR LATER YOU BETTER FUCKING COME TO REALIZE) that it doesn't matter what you say we're not going anywhere
(WE DON'T NEED A BLAST BEAT TO BE FASTER THAN YOUR MAN) we don't even have to try because it's buried in our blood
We're deathrun fucking posercore and we don't fucking care what you think
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Vatican gentleman's club
00:42
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Pick out your poisons and Choke on your vices
Much like your victims, this never grows old feel his love like botched vasectomy at the Vatican (GENTLEMAN'S CLUB)
Welcome to heaven boys we've got what you need there so many children here it's like (DISNEY ON CRACK)
An honest to god holy man should know this lesson to never walk inside without divine protection, (FUCK FOR HIS LOVE) all of our best nuns are chained up and all on tap, and be sure to see the kids menu on the back, who needs morality and who need the law when our holy father is a (5 STAR CUSTOMER)
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Cute dog please don't sniff out my drugs
I really don't want to go down in indiana
I've hit an ethical crossroad on the side of the expressway, I've never wanted to touch so badly something that I fucking hate
one hand on the puppy and the other is in a tightened cuff I know that if he gets a whiff
They're pulling out the fucking glove
(CUTE DOG PLEASE DON'T FIND MY DRUGS)
I don't want to go down in Indiana
(CUTE DOG PLEASE DON'T FIND MY DRUGS)
this bitch is gonna be the end of me
(CUTE DOG PLEASE DON'T FIND MY DRUGS)
get me the fuck away from here
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FADcore
00:48
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(FUCK ALL THE FANS) just give me the cash
Who needs integrity man!
that sound would never make you famous
That doesn't fit into the fucking plan,
To cash in quick and never look back
It's all about that money man you Gotta follow the formula to get played on the radio
you only got into hardcore because you saw an easy way to the top, not because you really care about the scene that fucking made you
Excuse me dick your ego is showing
Allow me to show you where to shove
That repulsive bullshit rockstar shtick
Thrashin to cash in has never looked so fucking sick I'm vomiting from the disbelief
(FUCK. ALL. THE FANS.) just give me the cash
(FUCK. BASEMENT SHOWS) I'm bigger than that. Ironically your band is so mediocre that it makes me want to blow my fucking brains out
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I've got a ten spot right here in my pocket That says this oogles loaded In more ways than one
Nothing irks me faster than these stupid fucking try hards Who run around feigning homelessness On daddy's fucking dime
Spoiled yuppy rich kids Trying so hard to identify with anybody who lives below the poverty line The only time that i feel bad when I see you sitting on the street is When I see that sweet ass dog You force to suffer, getting fucked up everyday To try and erase the reality that your parents own three properties down in Palm beach, Try so (HARD), to be a trve punk
You dont (KNOW), what it means to get fucked
Every single (DAY), to try and survive Get bent (RICH BOY) I'd rather hang with the mallcore punks cos at least they're honest about who they fucking are
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WiFi at the DIY
00:38
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Hey there brother can you tell me if this basement show has a WiFi password
All my online followers need to know that
I'm fucking cool at a real life punk show
Seriously tho could this shit be any more lame
Treating this show like its an internet cafe
Fuck off its a squat house not fuckin starbucks
They blame the phones but you're the cancer
Can't you go four fucking hours
without being glued to the internet
Try this new trend of paying attention
And maybe you'll find something
that you'd fucking love
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ARE YOU THREATENING ME?
01:07
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Come say that shit to my fucking face
Instead of running your secretive mouth
Not saying I'm some macho tough guy
But I know a thing about your type
I may not be able to beat your ass
If we square up fucking man to man
But I can recite a five page essay
In detail of how much you fucking suck
The minds a powerful tool to have
Not commonly found at the average gym
You'd have one too if you weren't so worried
About flexing that luscious testosterone
ARE YOU FUCKING THREATENING ME
Do you understand the point I'm making
Or are you still stuck on the insults
Is the message getting into that fucking roid soaked peanut brain
Sorry it's not parties, sluts, or making America great again
But let me break it down for you bro
Fist no good when no use brain
DERT DERT DERT DERT
GET A FUCKING GRIP
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