The Hand That Feeds

You're selling lies
To anyone who'll buy
A fucking wolf in a sheeps disguise
It ain't music, without a message
It's just a fad and in time it'll die

And you know who you are
So keep nodding your head cause I'm talking to you

Burn
Burn
Choking on the hand that feeds

And now you're all fucking
Dead
You dug your own grave
You only care about the money you made
Dead
With no more lies to sell
Take that fake ass shit and go fuck yourself
Dead
You're dead and gone
Remembered by no one
Dead
And your dues ain't paid
On your knees like a bitch
Face down in flames

Burn face down in fucking flames
Face down in flames

Choking on the hand that feeds