Billy Murnau - Sick Sad World

I'm a rebel with the heart of a whore

I'm a rebel with the heart of a whore
Choke on all I see because you want more
Sell my face on every shirt in the store
Strip me of all I'm worth & sell you my rage

When nihilism can be bought and sold, don't you know it's a sick sad world?
When every dream has been turned into gold, don't you know that it's a sick sad world?

Suffocating vibrations give us life
Bowdlerized pleasure, censorship of knife
Ignore the super star as he beats his wife
I hear he's cheating on her with some girl who's half his age
Ew, come on

Get the fuck down

Written by:
William Welsh

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