Testo On The Take

I look around at all the phoney smiles. So cheap and well rehearsed. As the lies run out of an empty face, I'm ignoring every verse. We fought the fight, we paid our dues. We've done our fucking time. I see your face and it makes me sick. It happens all the time. You take, that's all you ever do. So fake, you're just a fool. All sold out on the latest crime. Get a fucking number and get in line. Sell your ass for a record deal. Leather pants, get fucking real. Get ready to die, look death in the eye. You hate yourself, you hate it all. And you're the reason why. You take, that's all you ever do. So fake you're just a fool.