The Great Redneck Hope by FoxBat Lyrics

I’m rotting from the inside and it’s all thanks to you
I’m rotting from the inside and there’s nothing I can do
These cavities are filled with the sweet and I’ll be the knight of gluttony and I’m here to run you through

You gotta problem with me you should learn to talk before you speak

I’m the man who made his fortune selling cheap
Holding it down for frauds who fake it til they succeed
I’d rather starve to death than taste humility
We’re forced fed till we feel complete

An alcoholic with a hole in my pocket where I keep my beliefs and they don’t mean a goddamn thing a bonafide antidepressant the side effects are shorter breath and shame
This problem ain’t gonna leave so I guess I’ll smother you in your sleep

I’m the man who made his fortune selling cheap
Holding it down for frauds who fake it til they succeed
I’d rather starve to death than taste humility
We’re forced fed till we feel complete

I am the glamour in your eyes the salt your tongue calls home you’d love to hear them agonize as the martyr embraces stone. I am the glamour in your eyes
I’m the man who made his fortune selling cheap
Holding it down for frauds who fake it til they succeed
I’d rather starve to death than taste humility
We’re forced fed till we feel complete

I’m the man who made his fortune selling cheap
I know these frauds are looking for company
I’d rather starve to death than taste humility
We’re forced fed till we feel complete