Sangtekst: 16 Volt. Skin. Perfectly Fake.

spoken mouth
vague impression
underline
not living up
splitting tongue
lack given lesson
choke up silt
suck down message

feed your sick ways with the blood in my veins
if you could have your way would i die
show me the hate that you made up so sweet
with a leash of deceit i would swear
you're fuckin' perfect

it's so true
you're a perfect saint
for god's sake
you're perfectly fake

given out
make religion
undermine
not living up
spitting love
lack in aggression
choke up slit
gave you a lesson

feed your black brain with the blood in my veins
if you could have your way would i die
show me the lie that you stuck in your eye
with two sides to your face i would swear
you're fuckin' fake