One Two Freddy's Commin' For You,

Three Four Better Lock Your Door,

Five Six Grab Your Crucifix...

Something Wicked This Way Comes

Premeditated Evil Numbs

Cartoon Kids Crayola Smiles

Children Of The Korn Fed Styles

But I Don't Buy Your Lies

I See Through Your Disguise

Don't Feel Your Screams Or Cries Why? .....



I'm Sick Of Looking So Sick I Can't,

I'm Sick Of The Sycophant,

Sick Of Listening So Sick I Can't,

I'm Sick Of The Sycophant.



I See You Brethless And Deranged

A Little Girl Who's Acting Strange

Tryna Scare Us With Your Scream

But It's All Routine

And All You Do Is Take Steal

And Imitate You Are What You Create

You're Fake!...



I Barely Recognise...

You In Your New Disguise

Cosmetic Covered Eyes

Just Tell Me Why? Why? Why? Why?

You Put The Make-up On,

You Take The Make-up Off

Searching To Be Found

But You're So Fuckin' Lost....



Now The Road To Hell Is Paved With Stones

And Some Of Those Are Fakes And Clones

Counterfeits Which Suck And Bleed Us

Wearin' Fuckin' Adidas But Something Aint Just Right,

No Substance Only Hype

With Faith You Got The Life That Made You

Rich And A Punk Ass Bitch!....



Sick Of You And Anyone Like You,

Sometimes I Think I've Lost My Mind...

Or Else This Whole World's Blind!