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It's wearing on my mind, I'm speaking all my
doubts aloud
You rob a dead mans grave, then flaunt it like you
did create
If I hit bottom and everythings gone
In the great Mississippi, please drown me and run
It's digging time again, you're nurturing the
weakest trend
Those with the heart and the brain to get past
this
Can spot a pathetic without even asking
Fuck your magazine, and fuck the long dead plastic
scene
Pierce a new hole, if Hell was in
you'd give your soul
(Chorus)
THE GREAT SOUTHERN TRENDKILL
That's right,
THE GREAT SOUTHERN TRENDKILL
Buy it at a store, from MTV to on the floor
You look just like a star, it's proof you don't
know who you are
It's bullshit time again, you'll save the world
within your trend
Politically relieved, you're product sold and well
received
The right words spoken gold, if I was God you'd
sell your soul to...
(Chorus)
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