Wormhole - Starf*ckers, Inc Lyrics

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 bitch 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*ckers
Starf*ckers
Starf*ckers, inc.
Starf*ckers

I am every f*cking 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, yeah
(asskisser)

Starf*ckers
Starf*ckers
Starf*ckers, inc.
Starf*ckers

All our pain
How did you think we'd get by without you?
You're so vain
I bet you think this song is about you
Don't you?
Don't you?
Don't you?
Don't you?

Now i belong i'm one of the chosen ones
Now i belong i'm one of the beautiful ones