Washed out "rock stars" with burnt out stars as their eyes
Making another comeback for any price
Deluded by all previous fame
And all your material rotten past it's sell by date

No convictions or a fucking cause
For your last fix of fame and money
You will whore your souls

Scavenging for licenses to try and get free gear
Admit that you're now just shit, a pathetic failure

No convictions or a fucking cause
For your last fix of fame and money
You will whore your souls