Pretty Like Cancer

Breather Resist

Compositor: Breather Resist

We fucked ourselves all the way to the top.
We got caught with our pants down and our legs spread open.
Take it how they like it.
New Shirt, New Shoes. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
We got caught with our pants down.
Choke on your scene. Sell the kids.
From the basement to the catwalk.
Dollar bills. All you see is dollar signs.
Pawn your ethics, pawn your ideals.
Can you smell the money?
Take the best fuck that you can.
I've done some thinking. Guess what? I'd bend over, too!
(i'll take it)