Lyrics:

One two freddy's coming for you
Three four better lock your door
Five six grab your crucifix
Something wicked this way comes
Premeditated evil numbs
Cartoon kids crayola smiles
Children of the Ko?n fed styles
But I don't buy your lies
I see through your disguise
Don't feel your screams or cries
Why
I'm sick of looking, so sick I can't
I'm sick, of the sycophant
Sick of listening, so sick I can't
I'm sick, of the sycophant
Sick of looking, so sick I can't
I'm sick, of the sycophant
Sick of listening, so sick I can't
I'm sick
I see you breathless and deranged
A little girl who's acting strange
Tryna scare us with your scream
But it's all routine
And all you've done is take, steal and imitate
You are what you create, you're fake

I'm sick of looking, so sick I can't
I'm sick, of the sycophant
Sick of listening, so sick I can't
I'm sick, of the sycophant
Sick of looking, so sick I can't
I'm sick, of the sycophant
Sick of listening, so sick I can't
I'm sick
I barely recognize
You in your new disguise
Cosmetic covered eyes
Just tell me..why...why...why...why
You put the make-up on
Take the make-up off
Searching to be found
But you're so fuckin' lost
So fuckin' lost
Now the road to hell is paved with stones
And some of those are fakes and clones
Counterfeits which suck and bleed us
Wearin' fuckin' Adidas
But something just ain't right
No substance only hype
With 'Faith' you got the life that made you rich
And a punk ass bitch

I'm sick of looking, so sick I can't
I'm sick, of the sycophant
Sick of listening, so sick I can't
I'm sick, of the sycophant
Sick of looking, so sick I can't
I'm sick, of the sycophant
Sick of listening, so sick I can't
I'm sick, sick, sick of you
And anyone like you
Sometimes I think I've lost my mind
Or else this whole world's blind
Damn, fuck...there's gonna be a fight now