The Holy Guile - Stoke Stokely | Текст песни

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• The Holy Guile
• Stoke Stokely

Sit down and shut the fuck up

Just another gear in the machine of the cycle history repeats
Recycle what was beautiful
May God forever damn this industry

Heartless and redundant
You're a product of the "scene"
Could be the end of the world
But what difference would it make?

Bitch
You're a carbon copy
Replica of bullshit trend

Demise will fucking find you
Waiting patient at the peak
It's a long fall from the top of the world
And we'll laugh as we watch you crash and burn

I bet you're proud of all the bras that belong to young underage broads
Let em dangle from your stand
Next to your dignity and right as man

Behold the monument of fraud
Pinnacle of passion's mockery
Eat shit
Get fucked

Eat shit
Get fucked

Eat shit
Get fucked

God damn the industry
God damn the industry
God damn the industry
Talent and passion aren't fucking obsolete

Time into the mirror outweighs your time into your trade
Proof: This thing is all ass backwards
Proof: It's just fucking game
Music is more than tattoos, cool hair, fresh clothes and nice shoes
Time into the mirror outweighs time into your trade
Proof: This thing is all ass backwards
Proof: It's just mother fucking game

Sit down and shut the fuck up

Just another gear in the machine of the cycle history repeats
Recycle what was beautiful
May God forever damn this industry

Heartless and redundant
You're a product of the "scene"
Could be the end of the world
But what difference would it make?

Bitch
You're a carbon copy
Replica of bullshit trend

Demise will fucking find you
waiting patient at the peak
It's a long fall from the top of the world
And we'll laugh as we watch you crash and burn

God damn the industry
Eat shit
Get fucked
God damn the industry
Eat shit
Get fucked
God damn the industry

Talent and passion aren't fucking obsolete

Eat shit
Get fucked