The Insider Testo
Testo The Insider
A sick nation. Starvation (I guess that's what's in fashion). A bait & switch and guess who's gonna cash in? They wrapped it in cellophane and found a way to sell it. We're standing knee deep in shit. Can't you smell it? We'll disappear without a trace if we don't spit it right back in their fucking face. We'll die for that look. We'll cut ourselves up for that look. Self-esteem built on surgery and diet books. Fuck you. We're not buying what you're selling
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- Watered Down
- This Song Is Short Because It's Not Political
- Exit Wounds
- Props For Ventriloquism
- Another Beautiful "fuck You" Song!
- Less Deicide, More Minor Threat!