Eiros - Sycophant Lyrics

I was born on the 4th of July
With a gun in my hand
And the flag to my back
I suckle greed's big tit till its dry
And scream "burn mother f*cker"
As the world burns down

Yeah

I'll be your number one fan
Hail to the master's plan
I'll be your number one fan

One by one we all line up
Like such needy little bastards
We don't give a f*ck
I sell my soul and all control
To make me closer to you
F*ck all the haters
And the players
Take me closer to you

Yeah

I'll be your number one fan
Hail to the master's plan
I'll be your number one fan

Hail to the sycophant

I'll be your number one fan
Hail to the master's plan
I'll be your number one fan