Designer drugs
Fashion victims
Fucked up music
Fucked up minds
You are dead
Waste your time
In trendy clubs
Waste your mind
On trendy drugs
Worthless body
Take up space
We'll do without you
Try to bite our culture
Just here for the trend
If you want to step to O.A.K
Be prepared cause we'll take no shit
If we see you on the fucking street
Your ass will get bent
Trip on this
The feeling on my fist
In your face
End the rave
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
