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Artist: Zakk Wylde's Black Label Society
Album: Stronger Than Death
Title: Phoney Smiles & Fake Hellos

Typed by: Skull Dragon and Deege

From: www.BlackLabelSociety.net





You, yeah you
You got a cardboard cut out soul
Just a powertripping, mindraping
Backstabbing, junkie
Thinking your hype is true
You, yeah you
Respect ain't a word you know
You're just a fabricated lie
That doesn't exist
Dropping names wherever you go

Life's phoney smiles and fake hellos
The hardcore rush of watching
Heads roll
I'll dig your grave and kill your
Lifeless stare
Go fuck yourself for all I fucking
Care

You, yeah you
Thinking you know it all
35 years old with a wife and two kids
Still living in your mother's home
You, yeah you
You're a sellout and a social whore
You'd sell your mother's soul
Just to get ahead
A disease down to the core

(CHORUS)
You, yeah you
Still haven't figured out what it is you do
Just a no talent nothing with a ten ton ego
Until your 15 minutes are through
You, yeah you
A conscience deaf and blind
I'm driving, the hearse without remorse
Destroying you and your kind