Текст песни Poser - SAND

Ugh!
Ugh!
Ugh!
Poser!
Ugh!
Ugh!

Your lyrics sound like an ethics classbook
A model Father, Sundays in church
A Bible-reading pig

I'm gonna puke!
Die!
All sounds phony
What a fucking scam!
Your lyrics sound like
Some kid slamming cheap beers
Bragging like he's been through hell

Ugh!
Ugh!
Ugh!

Don't make me laugh
That plastic smile
That styled hair?
That pop star make-up?
What a terrible joke!
Your pretty false face is far worse
Than any true criminal could ever be
But every generation falls for fakes
Continues to compounding your crimes
Such big, bright lights
And such an eloquent MC
Singing such a sweet melody

Poser!

But you're an empty shell
Do you get my meaning?
And does your crowd hear what I'm saying?