FAKERS PLAGUE (Explicit) - While She Sleeps
Lyrics by:Sean Long/Mat Welsh/Adam Savage/Aaran McKenzie/Lawrence Taylor
Composed by:Sean Long/Mat Welsh/Adam Savage/Aaran McKenzie/Lawrence Taylor
Pretenders
You've got a way with words
You've got a lot of nerve
Pretenders
F**k this s**t
I'd rather be a sinner than a hypocrite
I'm losing the will to live
I can't get enough of it oh
There's a mirror at the end of the road
I can't do right for doing wrong someone save me
Scratch that I'll be wrong on my own
My own
I'm tired of wasting my time you're overrated
I don't trust this I don't know where I am
Do you
I just can't see it for the sleight of hand
I wish I knew where to start
Calling all pretenders
Evoke provoke
Dead eyes look white to the snowed
Mainline the vulnerable
Calling all pretenders
We're living in a world too vicious to love
We will stamp our feet and hope the devil can hear us
So he's waiting when you arrive
We won't be far behind
It's like we're feeling our way through the dark
There's a mirror at the end of the road
The lights are on but no one knows you're suffocating
Don't pride yourself on denial
I'm losing my mind you're overrated
Mercy games let go we're hooked on you
This comfort zone will destroy us too you know
We're the fiends to an end you know
We're the leaders of the f**k misled
For ****'s sake
Everybody's talking about the way that we destroy
And how to point the finger everywhere but in
You've got a lot of nerve
Nerve f**k this s**t
I'm losing the will to live
'Cause you're a f**king hypocrite
Go
Yeah
F**k your leaders yeah
We will stamp our feet and hope the devil can hear us
So he's waiting when you arrive
We won't be far behind
We will stamp our feet and hope the devil can hear us
So he's waiting when you arrive
We won't be far behind
It's like we're feeling our way through the dark
We are so numb to our faithless morals
We find serenity here in this chaos
We're all chancers here you know
It's why we're drawn to the unknown
Let go