Are you tried and true? Or tired and used?
Lecherous, treacherous, remorseless fool
You've got news for the world, your true colors unfurled
I'm sick to my soul at the bullshit you've sold
On top of it all, just weak, scared, and small
Lies piled high
A monument in your eyes
You've got rot to the bone bleeding into my air
Your monotonous drone, condescending, unfair
You're a trembling wreck, and the more I inspect
The less I respect, you're a writhing insect
Vacant eyes and frail mind
On top of your feeble spine
Your ignorance spreads like a plague from your
Twisted, warped, pompous head, yeah
But still, it's nothing new
I've seen a million of you, and it
Won't take much... Won't take much
Won't take much for such an unsound structure
It'll topple at a touch, and you'll be sucked under
Your swamp of deceit, that'll be your cremation
'Cuz the filth at your feet is your only creation
Won't take much
But still, you must
Won't take much
Push your luck
Won't take much
This time it won't take much