Besedila: Strike Twelve. Killing California. Empty Promises.

Thanks a lot, you're a dear - thanks for all of the kind words

Either they - are sincere - or that's the best bull shit I've ever heard

They'll tell you almost anything to shut you up, it keeps you down

You think you're fucking special but you're not...and you will soon find out...

When the time comes, It's gonna blow up in your face,
Empty promises are all they ever make



You can't trust anyone at all

You can't trust anyone at all

Why do they set us up to fall?

We can't trust anyone



Celebrate, crack a beer - This is the start of something big

So they say, so you'll hear. And like a jackass, you'll believe everything.

When they fill your head with complements, you don't progress. you're satisfied

They act like you will rule the world, like you're the best, but it's a filthy lie

and when the time comes, there will be nothing left to say

all your talents will have been squandered away



You know, I have this friend in LA, And I could totally send him your way

If you just sit tight for a few weeks, I'll take care of everything

FUCK YOU! Thanks for everything you said you'd do

FUCK YOU! But it's my fault too for trusting you

FUCK YOU! What makes you think you are of any use,
You fucking washed up waste of time, What's your next excuse?