Have them run in circles
Play your games in the dark.
Cry that you've been done wrong
When you're leaving the mark.
Painted face to cover
A self-loathing disease.
Creative tales you're telling
Keep the naive appeased.
But it's you who wakes
And looks in the mirror everyday.
Trying to believe in the misleading
Lyrics you convey.
Oh poor little victim
Who will come and fix your insides?
Some unknowing soul
Thinking you've got nothing to hide.
How many young boys do you think
It'll take to feel alive?
With the scoreboard you keep
That's operated with your thighs.
Oh sad little stain
Does it sting to hear the truth?
Well I'm racing the relapse
'Cause there's a million people
Just like you.
But it's you who wakes
And looks in the mirror everyday.
Trying to believe in the misleading
Lyrics you convey.
Oh poor little victim
Who will come and fix your insides?
Some unknowing soul
Thinking you've got nothing to hide.
But it's you who wakes
And looks in the mirror everyday.
Trying to believe in the misleading
Lyrics you convey.
Oh poor little victim
Who will come and fix your insides?
Some unknowing soul
Thinking you've got nothing to hide.
Oh my little victim
Who loves to get around the town.
When will you learn
Not to keep running your fucking mouth?
It's amusing to see
Your plastic castle crumble down.
'Cause you'll always know the truth
Till the day they put you in the ground