Its wearing on my mind, Im 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

Its digging time again, youre 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
Youd give your soul

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The great southern trendkill
Thats right,
The great southern trendkill

Buy it at a store, from mtv to on the floor
You look just like a star, its proof you dont know who you are

Its bullshit time again, youll save the world within !
Your trend

Politically relieved, youre product sold and well received
The right words spoken gold, if I was God youd sell your soul to...

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