Got you in the headlights
Of a stolen car
Sold my soul
Your TV your VCR

Deserve me, you deserve me
Deserve me, you deserve me

I'm your father's pimp
Your mother's whore
Your children all know my name
Come to score

Enslaved by money
Money is your god
Your dreams are my nightmares
Your dreams are my nightmares

Shackled by rules
Rose tinted views
Blind to the lies
You're almost alive

Heads buried in blind faith
Scrambled by slogans
Your ignorance appalls me
Your ignorance appalls me

Cancel my subscription
Read between the lines
Cancel my subscription
Ain't running for the prize
Here's to their demise
Here's to their demise

Here's to the corpse
Corpse of decadence
Here's to the corpse
Corpse of decadence

Count me out
Ain't playing their game
Into their bloodied hands
She flaws in their perfection
Every luxury has its price
Here's to their demise
Here's to their demise

With lies they'll lure you
With walls wall you
With lies they'll lure you
With drugs drug you
With lies they'll lure you
In blood baths bathe you

Trust 'em
Can't trust 'em
Trust 'em
Can't trust 'em

They'll poison your minds
With their rhetoric
Attempt to dominate
Your way of thinking
Set a code for your living

From me to you
Four minutes and counting
From me to you and back again
Back with interest

M.A.D. M.A.D.
M.A.D. M.A.D.

I'll see your one
And raise you one
Unleash disaster
On a biblical scale

Rode the backlash
Here comes the comeback
Returning over
Nightmare ground
Nightmare ground

Accessories by
Accessories by Molotov

Can't hold me down
Here to stay
Thorn in your side
Here to stay
Gonna have my way

Rode the backlash
Here comes the comeback
Presence corrosive
Prepare for the impact

Can't shake these thoughts
Can't slip this skin
Can't open up
Can't let you in

Descending into darkness
Descending into madness

All used up
My days are sealed
Fallen further
Than you'll ever know

Buy now pay later
Interest free
As seen on
Your NICAM digital TV

Crack is the new God
Black is the new black
Style over content
Hype overload

A thousand trivialities
To keep you occupied
A thousand trivialities
To keep you stupified

ou got the needle on red
On my bullshit detector
See through your lies
Through your disguise

See through your lies
Through your disguise
See through your lies
Through your disguise

You got more flaws
Than California
Your word is a lie
In you my fears are realized

You get to choose
I get to lose
You get the goods
I pay the price
You do the crime
I do the time

What do I get
What do I get
What do I get
What do I get

You get the highs
I get the lows
You get the gain
I get the pain
You get the bomb
I get the fallout

The New Year comes
Comes with bombs
Caught up in the frenzy
Three sides to every story

War is Hell
Hell is war
No more the voice
Of gun and bomb

Propaganda Feeds
The hate machine
No lessons learned
From history