Lyrics War from a Harlots Mouth

War from a Harlots Mouth

Fighting Wars With Keyboards

Your mouth is full of shit

And you "spread the word" like Hell

Your message board tourette

Syndrome

Prooves that you're nothing, Son!

Everything you claim to be

Is fake and a fucking joke to me

You sold your past on Ebay

And now everything else is "Gay"

It's time to set this straight!

Every further phrase you shoot out

Is as pointless as the last

People like you...sooner or later

They will all be laid to rest

We take back what is ours

And make you shut your breath

No one really cares about

What you guys have to say