Letra de Crooked

Audacious, self righteous, a martyr? I highly doubt Egocentric bitter tongue, bite it off, spit it out Audacious, self righteous, a martyr? I highly doubt Egocentric bitter tongue, bite it off, spit it out Audacious, self righteous, a martyr? I highly doubt Egocentric bitter tongue, bite it off, spit it out Fuck Orwell said there is no distinction between the thought and the deed So I guess in that case you're all just fucking rot to me The masses defined, contrived, devoured me A sheep in wolves clothing, I'm now your latest public enemy No fucking forgiveness Next time, shake my hand before you fuck me No fucking forgiveness I felt the chains roll slowly No fucking forgiveness Next time, take me out before you fuck me And after all these years, life might be rich But in this dog eat dog world You're still the fucking bitch