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V1
Nothing more important I’m the flavour of the week; I wanna be a pop star, nothing will hinder me

I don’t care about the world around
As a pop star, nothing better will be found.

I have the best gear, that I don’t know how to use, my fancy stage props work, if you cant see thru my ruse

“Synaptic spaces gone”; I don’t know what that even means, Im rocking auto tune; who cares if I can’t sing?

A dime a dozen, the lights blinding my eye. With no experience, well fuck it, I’ll lie.

We’re on a German Label that don’t even exist, you try to pull my card in public; FUCK YOU PSEUDOCHRIS.

I lock up alt girls, they’re held against their will, there’s no escape; Im as lame as my pop spiel.

So egocentric, with no talent to my name I am a rock star, no limit to my shame

V2
Nothing more important Im the flavour of the week, I am a douche bag, you tolerate me.

I don’t care about the people in the ‘scene’ I am a god... tho no one can stand me

I have the best crowd, though they come with the club; I paid to play, so its me they’re gonna love.

Synaptic connections; I’ve no idea what I said, tho it sounded so impressive, so it came from my head

A dime a dozen, because im so unique
Even though I get upstaged by the side show freak

Im on a label, tho I cannot disclose, the information isn’t real, but nobody knows

I make up shows, that I’ve never even played, Im a rock star, tho no one ever stays

So egocentric, with no talent to claim, I am an icon, but no one knows my name

CHORUS 1
When I hit the clubs; fancy clubs, where I always pay to play, the built in crowd shelters me from disgrace.

No talent in my body; I pathologically lie, if you stand up to me, I may go home and cry

I try to fit in so much, that Im a chronic disgrace. Always insincere; and lying to your face

I have this vision; I want to know how you feel, I cant except the fact that Im not real

Larger than Christ, as I vulture for the lime light, stealing gear from other bands, but thats alright

I’ll make you play for free, when your sucking from my tit, I need the money, as my sales are shit

I give so little, yet I want so much more
Praying one day to be the MtV whore

I steal the stage when the crowd is prime, fuck you and the other bands because I’ve robbed your time.


CHORUS 2
I hit the clubs; fancy clubs; the hottest on the street, see?
I am a rock star; I make you pay for me.

No talent in my body; I pathologically lie, if you stand up to me, you can go to hell, and die

I try to fit in so much, that Im a chronic disgrace. Always insincere; and lying to your face

I have this vision; I want to know how you feel, I cant except the fact that Im not real

Larger than Christ; as I jockey for the lime light. Just talk your shit, I’m too afraid to fight.

I’ll make you play for free, when your sucking from my tit, I need the money, as my sales are shit

I give so little, yet I want so much more;
Praying one day to be an MTV Whore.

I steal the stage I’m riding others success, fuck you and the other bands. I have to pay for respect!

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from Strength from Infliction, released May 17, 2013

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Angel of VIolence

This is the industrial/ aggrotech/ EBM project of Sumibraxis_Dei, and James Church (Lucidstatic/ Pandora's Black Book).

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