Industrial Strength Bullshit Letra

Here are the words that you can't express. Coming older, now I'm not a mess. And it feels so right to earn your life on the line. Lights, camera, bullshit. Get them out of here. Something. Kicking my face in my dirt. Words not alert, but it's like a volcano dripping down there. Hot, scolding, it's gone. My own new will die. Yes sir. Something better get it right. Something. Just when you thought. And these things go beyond words. I know it's plain to see. Does it make it's way through you the way it does to me? Get a little way to go. Feel your hands around. Feel your temperature rise and fall. Hello Mr. Stereotypical, let me shake your hand and kiss your ass goodbye. This white class tied to a cigarette. Die. Yes sir. Something. Just when you thought. And these things go beyond words. I know it's plain to see. Does it make it's way through you the way it does to me? Get a little way to go. Feel your temperature rise. All I want to know is to fall. Bullshit always wins.