Cunts

Cunts in the back with their venomous grin,
Fucking up the room like a storm rolling in.
Bitches throwing shade like it pays their rent,
Assholes acting tough with their confidence spent.
Cunts on the left and the cunts on the right,
Fucking with the calm just to start up a fight.
Bitches talking loud but they’ve got no aim,
Assholes chasing clout in a losing game.
Cunts, fucking cunts, running wild tonight,
Bitches screaming louder underneath the flashing light.
Assholes in the crowd with their fists in the air,
Fucking up the silence like they just don’t care.
Cunts, bitches, assholes, chaos in a line,
Fucking every moment like they’re running out of time.
Cunts, fucking bitches, assholes on parade,
Welcome to the anthem that the outcasts made.
Bitches with opinions sharp as broken glass,
Assholes moving quick but they never seem to last.
Cunts keep laughing while the whole world burns,
Fucking with the rules like they’ll never learn.

Classic Rock, Aggressive, Dark, Male Vocals, Electric Guitar, Drums, Moderate (76-108 BPM)