The Great Southern Trendkill

It's wearing on my mind I'm speaking all my doubts aloud You rob a dead man's grave Then flaunt it like you did create If I hit bottom and everything's gone In the great Mississippi, please drown me and run It's digging time again You're nurturing the weakest trend Those with the heart and the brain to get past this Can spot a pathetic without even asking f******ur magazine, and fuck the long dead plastic scene Pierce a new hole If hell was "in" you'd give your soul The great southern trendkill That's right The great southern trendkill Buy it at a store, from MTV to on the floor You look just like a star It's proof you don't know who you are If I hit bottom and everything's gone In the great Mississippi, please drown me and run It's posting time again You'll see the world within your trend Those with the heart and the brain to get past this Can spot a pathetic without even asking Politically relieved, you're product sold and well received The right words spoken gold, if I was god you'd sell your soul to The great southern trendkill That's right The great southern trendkill, yeah --- The Great Southern Trendkill - Pantera