It s wearing on my mindI m speaking all my doubts aloud
You rob a dead mans gravethen flaunt it like you did create
If I hit bottom and everythings gone
In the great Mississippiplease drown me and run
It s digging time againyou 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 magazineand fuck the long dead plastic scene
Pierce a new holeif Hell was "in" you d give your soul

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The great southern trendkill
That s right
The great southern trendkill

Buy it at a storefrom MTV to on the floor
You look just like a starit s proof you don t know who you are
It s bullshit time againyou ll save the world within your trend
Politically relievedyou re product sold and well received
The right words spoken goldif I was God you d sell your soul to...

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