The Latest Plague

What would you say?
This blood is thick
This blemished face
With a dark crooked nose
And a chance to say
Whatever it wanted
Through its blemished throat
Or be alone
Would you give a ****
If only to her
Will now depend
Like shallow water
The sound of victim men
Crawling up your walls
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
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
I wonder why you're oh so full of ****
You'll be knocked on the floor
So don't you push that precious sweat
Oh you judge his secrecy on ****
You'll be knocked on the floor
So don't you play
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.