Shoot the Fake

Find myself surrounded
by fake proffiting whores
Grab my shotgun, it's loaded
I'll shoot my way to shore

Are you ready?
It's here
It's made just for you

A shell with your name on it
I'll gut it right through you

You're a fake,
You're a whore
You want profit
Right down from  my core.

I needed you
and you stepped back
I have nothing to lose
It's all, right now
Right here
and the bloodshed is on you

Are you ready?
It's here
It's made just for you

A shell with your name on it
I'll gut it right through you


(for Pinky's request)

Weekend (:yawn:)

Hello, it's me the weekend.

"How are you this fine morning " he says at 7 AM sharp
"I'm sleeping... " I answer from the midst of the pillows
"Not today, it's time to go to work"

So I wake up, smoke a cigarette and leave for work. It's so silent here. But I have to be here, so might as well enjoy it.

I hate
Waking up early in the morning
I hate
Listening to you because you're boring

I dread
your stupid expectations
Can't find no peace, ...no bliss

.....ooooh,
I think I'm gonna ...slap

BITCH SLAP / Bitch slap

Keep clapping bitch
Keep watching the show unfold
We're scratching your itch
For a price never told

.....ooooh
I think I'm gonna.....slap

Bitch slap
The ugly!
Bitch slap
The wrong!
Bitch slap
The mean!
Bitch slap
The one who makes you puke inside
Bitch slap
All who deserve, until.....

I love
Waking up in the morning.