What would you say?
This blood is thick
This blemished face,a dark crooked nose
And a chance to stay wherever you want
Through this blemished throat
Or be alone
Would you give a fuck if only to her
Will now depend like shallow water
The sound of victim men
Climbing up your walls

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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 sic,sad voice
Oh cause honestly I turned to her and said
"You need to be medicated"
Time for another prescripton
For a full side vision
If you're with me
We'll send greetings to hell
With the snap of our voices

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I wonder why you're so full of shit
You'll be knocked on the floor
So don't you push that precious sweat
Oh you judge his secrecy on shit
You'll be knocked on the floor
So don't you play

Chorus