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Paroles : Starf*ckers, Inc. [And All That Could Have Been]

My god sits in the back of the limousine
My god comes in a wrapper of cellophane
My god pouts on the cover of the magazine
My god's a shallow little b*t*h trying to make the scene

I have arrived and this time you should believe the hype
I listened to everyone now I know that everyone was right
I'll be there for you as long as it works for me
I play a game, it's called insincerity

Starf**kers
Starf**kers
Starf**kers, Incorporated
Starf**kers

I am every f**king thing and just a little more
I sold my soul but don't you dare call me a whore
And when I suck you off not a drop will go to waste
It's really not so bad, you know once you get past the taste (Asskisser)

Starf**kers
Starf**kers
Starf**kers, Incorporated
Starf**kers
Starf**kers
Starf**kers
Starf**kers, Incorporated
Starf**kers