Seller`s Market Lyrics

I`m sick of this, I`m tired of all the bullshit,
I don`t care who the fuck knows who I want to read between the lines.
But the scared look in your eyes,
the only truth I will find,
we all know where you come from.
And to be honest, we don`t fucking care.
Your life or privilege,
no more silver platters.
Where the fuck will you be when all your scams clear the air?
And I know there is something else to all of this,
every broken promise, just another dollar well spent
kissing ass, sucking up.
Your arrogance makes me ill.
And now I`ll defend to the death this dream you`re trying to kill,
and now I know there is something more to all of this,
every burning bridge for a compliment you never meant.
And if I listen to you, I would only doubt myself.
Are you trying to pollute us with your ego?
I hope we meet in Hell, we will meet again in Hell,
straight to Hell.
I`m sick of this, I`m tired of the bullshit,
I don`t care who the fuck knows who I want to read between the lines.
But the scared look in your eyes,
the only truth I will find,
we all know where you come from.
And to be honest, we don`t fucking care.
Your life of fiction,
you`re so fucking clever.
How many fucking excuses do you want us to hear?
Straight to hell.