straight from the city of angels another fist full of anger keeping one in the chamber deal with the rage i
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feel inside built up the guilt hypocritical suicide say another lie while i pretend i don't hear the so called
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truth while i'm living in fear that i won't be found drown in the bullshit... cuz i don't wanna be a hypocrite
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and the mirror tells me lies looking in my own eyes personality shifts and splits but i don't wanna be a... say
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what you want try to call yourself a friend go with the flow jump on that ride go with the trend to my face-say
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you think the world of me but behind my back your jealousy insecurity of who you are it starts to show
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inferiority complex only you know but the mirror tells what your mouth won't i use to think that i knew you...
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but i don't! don't, i don't... and never did. and the mirror tells me lies looking in my own eyes personality
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shifts and splits but i don't wanna be a... and my mind it wonders why knowing that i can't cry stomach aches
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and makes me sick cuz i'm a fucking hypocrite
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[repeat the 2nd verse]
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you keep fillin my mind with your bullshit <i>[3x's]</i> time to deal with the hypocrite... BITCH!
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Hypocrite
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Tura Satana |