The Acacia Strain
The Hills Have Eyes
I can't take your fucking faces
Cut one head off, two grow in its place
The laughter is not worth
Walking garbage all over the Earth

Now you're a Christian
Now she's a beauty queen
I hope you die together
Your lives are jokes to me

You are not a hero (Hero)
You are not a martyr

If I believed in God (If I believed in God)
I would call you the antichrist

You are not a hero (Hero)
You are not a martyr
Oh

The hills have eyes
Your life is a lie
The hills have eyes, your life is a lie

The world will celebrate
Your fall from grace
Half the world wants to
Spit in your face
The world will celebrate
Your fall from grace
Half the world wants to
Spit in your face
You're not a ten
You're a five plus twenty grand
Paris fucking Hilton wants you dead
Enough said

Now you're a Christian
Now she's a beauty queen
I hope you die together
Your lives are jokes to me

The hills have eyes
Your life is a lie
The hills have eyes
Your life is a lie
Oh

The hills have eyes
Your life is a lie