The Consumerist

You think this is a fucking game?
I canceled 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 throne, 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 shepherd's 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 an excremental throne
Now break the fucking mold

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 shepherd's been misled
You're still worshipping the dead
Fading to the memories
Kill, kill, kill the Consumerist