Tekster: Anxiety Attack. Sicker Than Sin. Slippery When Wet.

Your a window, we see right through.
Not even your rehab counselor can save you.
Those tattoos are fading, your posing so fucking hard.
We don't give a shit who you think you are.
We know exactly who you are.
That hair dye is running, and you will sell your self out so fake fucking hardcore.
And for all the suckers you take down with you.
We don't give a fuck about a sucker.
We know your all just fake ass motherfuckers.

OH SHIT, YOUR POSE IS SLIPPING!

You just stand there, so fucking tough
Making people scared must be so fucking rough
You helmet head, yeah we've had enough.
We say FUCK YOU to you and your crew!
Your all the same, yeah your nothing new.
The tables have turned, now whos fucking cruel?

The harder you pose, the harded you fall.
Like it or not, we don't care at all