Teen Tighterns

We waited for the birth of your next thought Five-alive took transistors to your patch of dirt Does how you dance hurt as much as it hurts us to witness Fake soul conspiracy Fake soul conspiracy They wanna make a t-shirt out of your dreams You try to mix up shit To get a teen-girl-heart you don't wear fake tits You agonize and taste your breath Your freezing cold joke tastes of living death Fake soul conspiracy x3 They wanna make an outlaw out of your needs Fake soul conspiracy x3 Burn near my pure flame skinbag Shark attack do you know why you do it Shark attack does it hurt to keep faking it Shark attack your evil is impotent Always get the last words in...... Slow death is yours