Feeding Pigeonz - My heroes really are cornballs. Lyrics

Have you seen all these Dirtbags
Have you seen all these Dirt bags
Looking more like body bags in all black
Halloween day swallow the razor blade
Dirt sack skin suits not gonna miss you
Or the racist ways that y'all contribute to
Ay
Little bitches bystanders standby and romanticize
This hideous dark insidious twisted
Obvious obsession with the controversy
Lobbying bigoted art
Been there from the start
Hanging from guitar strings
Diddling little kids
I'll pick it apart
Have you seen all these Cornballs
Ay
Have you seen all these Cornballs
Struggling to live with their fan base
Can't say you're man to a face
Gotta do it from an airplane
Didn't Peg you to be the Motormouth type
Well dare I say
That's so metal you petal your Veteran medal
Then Ganymede settles into the Eagles nestle
So special you grovel and tweak a little treble
Don't forget to snap a photograph
Just don't puke on the cam
Dam Dam Dam
Gotta put the motherf*cking bottle down
Ya
I cannot f*cking wait till these Tired old Broke inside bitches Die
The more I see em cry the more they victimize
And get online to whine that the Devils skin is white
But your Plastic god's on Hitler's side
You're living a lie
Huh
How does that work
You're not even a Star
You don't know who you are
No Rebound
Stuck under the bar
Are You Happy now
Your King made you look like a clown
Keep believing in the faux Crown
Do it till your Will's dumped out
Cause it costs more than Seven Pounds
Yeah nobodies safe
I know what it takes
The moment to Beg Forgiveness has passed
You can't Fix Yourself
Your shoehorned soul can be bought
Jesus Please Forgive this after thought
Uh
Come downstairs
Uh
I'm begging you please
Uh
Come downstairs
I promise I won't touch your h-
Transplant that's what you are
Guess you had to move far or enlist
But you can't possibly honorably discharge from this
Uh
Prove me right
Uh
I'm begging you please
Uh
Prove me right
You could try to find me to fight
Or take my life at night
But that won't save you from the light
Might need to call a strike to take the bird out of flight
Have you seen all these Dirtbags
Dirtbags getting fat getting paid
Losing fans getting ate
By the ground that they paved
Have you seen all these Dirtbags
Have you seen all these Cornballs
Cornballs dipped in kerosene
Dancing round the flame
Nothing more than Seraphim
No Elohim in this equation
Y'all belong to the Republic of Angels
Where nobody Angels
What's a JPEG to a PNG
The PGN don't keep it PG
This ain't on MP3 I'm the new wav
It's RAR to keep my mouth ZIPped
End a TIFF in QuickTime
Cause your IP corrupted big time
Better go and drown yourself in Irish Rye
Slipping down this shit slide
Bitch