The Latest Plague
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, dont tell me
Dont tell me where I dont belong
Fake faces everywhere I see
Fake people looking back at me
Sit down, dont tell me
Dont tell me where I dont belong
Oh, I heard a sick sad voice, oh
It was honesty, I turned to her and said we need to be medicated
And youre the prescription for a forced out vision
If youre with me, send the critics to hell with the sound of our voices
(Freedom)
Fake faces everywhere I see
Fake people looking back at me
Sit down, dont tell me
Dont tell me where I dont belong
Fake faces everywhere I see
Fake people looking back at me
Sit down, dont tell me
Where I dont belong
All you better things that fed us ****
Will be knocked on the floor
So dont you place your bets just yet
All you treasure sleepers feed on ****
Youll be knocked on the floor, so dont you place
Fake faces everywhere I see
Fake people looking back at me
Sit down, dont tell me
Dont tell me where I dont belong
Fake faces everywhere I see
Fake people looking back at me
Sit down, dont tell me
Where I dont belong