Paroles de Anarcholepsy

Too sautis (lazy), too self-involved To live up to your fucking mouth You think that we idolise We all think you're a fucking clown You lust, therefore, must You've got no control Feed your petty need You've got no control Kill the posers, they must die Kill the scene 'cause you're a lie I hate your band, I hate your face You're a fucking joke, disgrace You lust, therefore, must You've got no control Feed your petty need You've got no control