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.