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?

Would you give a $#&@ 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;
And you're the prescription,
For a forced out vision

If you're with me, send the critics to hell
With the sound 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 %#@!,
Will be knocked on the floor,

So don't you place your bets just yet
All you treasure sleepers feed on %#@!,
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