I carried the tears right from your eyes
Rock & roll is a thing that needs to die
Practice room LA, here in Manchester USA
I hope you see right through my thin disguise
Give 'em cigarettes, blindfold their eyes
For those about to suck this shit stained eyes, we rise
Fire...
Honesty doesnt fly the kite anymore
Emptiness doesn't float the boat anymore
Nihilism is fake, so the cutie pie cuts the cake
Punk rock is the easiest place to hide
Acting stoned don't make you immune anymore
Or acting smart, by talking shit after fucking whores
Rock & roll is a thing that needs to die
Rock & roll is a thing that needs to die
I hope you see right through my thin disguise
Rock & roll is a thing that needs to die
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