Текст (слова) песни: Pantera - The Great Southern Trendkill
It`s wearing on my mind, I`m speaking all my doubts aloudYou rob a dead mans grave, then flaunt it like you did createIf I hit bottom and everythings goneIn the great Mississippi, please drown me and runIt`s digging time again, you`re nurturing the weakest trendThose with the heart and the brain to get past thisCan spot a pathetic without even askingFuck your magazine, and fuck the long dead plastic scenePierce a new hole, if Hell was "in" you`d give your soul Chorus:The great southern trendkillThat`s right,The great southern trendkill Buy it at a store, from MTV to on the floorYou look just like a star, it`s proof you don`t know who you areIt`s bullshit time again, you`ll save the world within your trendPolitically relieved, you`re product sold and well receivedThe right words spoken gold, if I was God you`d sell your soul to... Chorus
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