Stray from the Path - A Not So Modern Parasite lyrics

Honesty has no Clothing preference And fashions are serpents Favorite skin We've found an inviting spot Upon this sinking soil And we are longing for a moment of sincerity And yet you disseminate your trite And mind your profit margin We know just what you're after Fashioned sheet of gla** Obvious in your intentions* Are we your favorite a**ists? Can't you see it, it's right in front of you? You are the d**h that comes to k** the true Never put prestige before your pa**ions We'll unveil the venom If only shallowness was a deformity You'd never show your f**ing face around here again Prefabricated poison under a musical guide Is your heart for public observation? Or a vehicle for material aspirations Unfortunately words waste ink more Than they impress in minds One day the world might just give you the stage And what would you have to offer I fear not very much at all I fear not much at all Please don't waste our time