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? And would you give a fuck 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 Oh, and you're the prescription For a forced out vision If you're with me We'll send the critics to hell With the sounds 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 shit, You'll be knocked on the floor So don't you place your bets just yet All you treasure sleepers feed on shit, 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.
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