Fake

(álbum: Culling Culture - 2021)

Spineless, controlling fucking piece of shit
Couldn't face the fact your fake panic attacks
Aren't a free pass to use to your advantage
Blinded, victim of an egotist
Handed life on a silver platter but it doesn't matter
Cos you turned and ran away from it

There's no smoke, no mirrors we gave it to you straight
Your life and your existence is all about to break
Our door is always open please don't hesitate
But liars aren't welcome so you slammed it in our face

Deadweight gets left behind, trim the fat, cut the ties

Spineless, controlling fucking piece of shit
Couldn't face the fact your fake panic attacks
Aren't a free pass to use to your advantage
Blinded, victim of an egotist
Handed life on a silver platter but it doesn't matter
Cos you turned and ran away from it

Deadweight gets left behind. Trim the fat, cut the ties

Cold blooded kisses froze your sense of self worth
Could have had a fortune but settled for a curse
Brothers till we die, that statement still stands
But so long was you're poisoned you won't let us in
You deserve better than a gaslighting bitch