No Trend - Cancer lyrics

I forsake the good with the bad My nightmare is their lie Sugar-coated poison half concealed Beneath the surface is decay Rotten cancer, clothe my life The eyes are the window to the soul Disease waits in the shiny plastic Cretin who*es walk the street Blow-dried lies the false idol Useless hope from founded lies The eyes are the window to the soul Sugar-coated poison half concealed My nightmare is their lie I forsake the good with the bad Familiarity breeds contempt Such nausea I've never known Rotten cancer, clothe my life The eyes are the window to the soul