Blackball - Dead, Awake

You’re nothing

You want the fucking truth

Not a model for your family or for the youth

You’ve been at it for years

All the blood and the tears

You’re irrelevant as fuck and it’s painfully clear

You’re nothing

Scum of the earth

Your end is coming and there’s no rebirth

Know your place and know your worth

You belong in a box underneath the dirt

Know your place and know your worth

You belong in a box underneath the dirt

(Fuck)

You’ve been at it for years never could see this shit through

A sorry waste of time you tied your own fucking noose

You never get it oh

It’s time you cut your losses

You know we own this shit beg for forgiveness from your bosses

Four years you’ve been at it and you’re still fucking stuck

In a rut a void buried beneath and you will self destruct

Quit plaguing my ears and end your bad careers

We don’t need your help

We don’t need your venue either

Fuck you and your friends your words

Mean nothing I’m still spitting ether

Every single person that you ever told you hate us to will

Face the wrath of us and you can get down and fellate us too

You are irrelevant

BITCH

You’re just mad because you know we’re sitting at the top

We’re the cream of the crop

If you hate us you’re a cop

We’re just getting started bitch and we will never stop

Don’t be mad at us because your shitty little album flopped

Roll into your city and we’re cleaning up shop

Taking all your fans more with every single drop

Kill our chances bitch you thought we’ll be here after your band rots

(Random bullshit brown note gutterals that

Make god tremble at your demonic vocal stylings)