Sycophant Lyrics - Affliction - Econoline Crush

Someone shoot the messenger 

Dig me a grave 

I can't take another minute of this poseurs charade 

Give me radio revolution 

Give me public execution 

Burn the flag, join the looters, plug your ears 

And stop the endless stream of lies 

Chorus: 

You're standing on the top, don't know how you got there 

You think you're going out, never known, you never will 

They're coming up to get you 

They're coming up to get you 

Knock you down 

Momentary fashion, the passing of a phase 

Calculated drivel from empty soul parade 

Pabulum for the masses, you can't dig the grave 

All you ever wanted was a little peace of fame 

Oh your lies 

Lies 

(Chorus)