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The Truth (A Bunch of Shit)
Scammers
Dealers
Punks are fucks
Baseball bats
Best friends relentless
White people know drugs
Women have cancer
will die soon
Nobody has a boyfriend
Not in two weeks.. at least
Old loves gone sour
Talking shit
Throwing bricks
At the fan
And the rap
Nice shoes
Nice pants
Nice shirt
Nice lies
Nice fuck
Nice dreams
Few friends
Open ended
Conversations all wrapped up
With decorations
Sugar and spice
And chopped liver
Porthouse
Roundhouse was a funny show
Human being
Being human
Seems so tough
But that's not true
And we have these emotions
To promote our popularity
What happens behind the curtain?
I'll lay low for now.
