The Consumerist

You think this is a fucking game?

I cancelled the bill, I came to bring the pain
Your fucking censorship won't keep me in my seat again
We're all forsaken I can't take it anymore
You bow before the thrown another junkie rapist whore.

Kill kill kill the Consumerist
And use the slit to get fucked for the fame.

Nothing is ever what it seems
Is this the best that we can be?
Nothing is ever what it seems
Is this the best that we can be?
Fading to the memories
Kill kill kill the Consumerist.

So grab your pitchforks
Another noose to drag these fucking slaves
Are you ready for the kick off
Kill kill kill the Consumerist
Buy a plot and dig your motherfuckin' grave.

Nothing is ever what it seems
Is this the best that we can be?
Nothing is ever what it seems
Is this the best that we can be?
Fading to the memories
Kill kill kill the Consumerist
And the shepherds been misled
You keep worshiping the dead
Fading to the memories
Kill kill kill the Consumerist.

Be careful of the gods your children chose
They're worshiping and excremental throne
Now break the fucking mold.

Nothing is ever what it seems
Is this the best that we can be?
Fading to the memories
Kill kill kill the Consumerist
And the shepherds been misled
You're still worshipping the dead
Fading to the memories
Kill kill kill the Consumerist.