Broadcast talking words real words painful words
makes you look so cheap you can't stand on your own
and i have ceased to care digging digging deeper
digging for your precious heir discredit
the job's too easy and so painful and way to fucking real
the dirt is on your hands the blood is in your hands
and i can see right through them your only a receptacle for me
respectability is the weapon of the "in scene"
dirt is law new is wrong
can't we just let all this fall out of our laps again
how many sorrys does it take
well i'm sorry, so sorry that weren't cool enough lies
time pray for your inheritance preys on your life