Common Dead
Common Dead - Critical Mass songtekst
Je score:
Futile, wasted, fallout Blasting the decent and thinking you're better You're no one Spare us your glaring and judgmental thinking You know not One more self-entitled faker Just a smartass without wit Fake laughs don't hide all, you know You don't impress anybody Who's secure and well aware Misplaced ego, undeserved (You are nothing! You are nothing!) Futile, wasted, fallout Washed up tweaking failure Blasting the decent and thinking you're better You're no one Spare us your glaring and judgmental thinking You know not Nothing completed and hating yourself Because you're weak No self-perception, I want nothing more than youÂ… Burned!