Kill the DJ
Song of the day;; → Motionless In White - The Divine Infection You don't need a disclaimer You're not really famous So get your fucking chin out of the sky I will never stop 'til I'm on top, create a new diversion Virgins begging for a hit with original style I don't need a disclaimer to get into heaven I know I've made mistakes I don't need to be saved Holiness is fucking televised Fakers profiteering Pioneer a new religion, stealing money for god One, two, three, four Crossed out, wrists bound Everybody get down Come on and get me Come on and get me Blacked out ghost town Light it up and burn it down You wanna blame me? You never met me On your knees Just a slave to a god of nothing (Hey, hey) Try and judge me (I'll) tie that rope around your neck and kick your throne out Fuck you You don't need a disclaimer You're not really famous So get your fucking nose out of my life U