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What would you say?
if this blemished face
This blemished face
with a crooked nose
had a chance to say
Whatever he wanted
from his blemished world
of the unknown?
Would you give a ********
If all that you heard
were nouns and verbs
Like shallow heartache?
The sound of victory
blowing up your world, world
Fake faces everywhere I see
Fake people looking back at me
Sit down, don't tell me
Don't tell me where I don't belong
Fake faces everywhere I see
Fake people looking back at me
Sit down, don't tell me
Don't tell me where I don't belong
Oh, I heard a sick, sad voice
Oh,it was honesty, I turned to her and said
we need to be medicated
and you're the prescription
For a forced out vision
If you're with me
We'll send the critics to hell
With the sound of our voices
Fake faces everywhere I see
Fake people looking back at me
Sit down, don't tell me
Don't tell me where I don't belong
Fake faces everywhere I see
Fake people looking back at me
Sit down,
Don't tell me where I don't belong
all you better-thans that fed us s**t
You'll be knocked on the floor
So don't you place your bets just yet
all you treasure sleepers feed on s**t
You'll be knocked on the floor
So don't you place...
Fake faces everywhere I see
Fake people looking back at me
Sit down, don't tell me
Don't tell me where I don't belong
Fake faces everywhere I see
Fake people looking back at me
Sit down,
Don't tell me where I don't belong.