backstabbers inc - like virgin vinyl... in bed lyrics

these words don’t mean sh-t.
they never do.
you’re all bullsh-t artists looking for the catch phrase of the day.
so all the sheep come running with their mouths agape, and their fingers pointed high.
we’re sick of the pretty ones with cocaine eyes and name-drop tounges selling handshake-lies about these broken skies.
we’re all bullsh-t artists, and this is wire tapped soul-searching at it’s worst.