Everything is not what it appears to be
Jokers impress just to un-trust and make a quick escape
And, all your shadows turn away when you need cover most
You're giving your best to another transparent ghost
It's a cruel world out in the jungle
Where everyone thinks they know best
Collidoscope eyes won't let you see the way, and so I'll
Just take my own plaque and this is what I'll say
Look at this terrible mess that you have made
Lining your uniform with folds, a tongue and silver shade
As your mask slowly becomes a hollow, simple face, well
I've prayed for humbleness and parted from the mass disgrace
Tried to convince me that you're more than just a pretty face
School girls just faking it to make it to a better place
On the golden villas, laid out on the sands
In a small world, they all claim to understand
Nothing seems quite like being looked down upon
When you're left only to your thoughts after the pain is gone
Bruised, the coast, feel the twilight of the phantom seeing
Can't let them win but curator they think that you're curating
Look at this terrible mess that you have made
Losing yourself in all the hubris and the false crusade
As your life becomes a pouty ghost into situ, well
I prayed for humbleness and some humility
Let me be free of this at war at cill hostility, well
School girls just want control
It's what they think will set them free
On the golden villas, layed out on the sands
In a small world, they all claim to understand
I'm swimming through this sea of mud
This fear of madness and insecurity
Be shot down in cold blood
It's not a hard thing to see
I'm swimming through your sea of lies at the end of the road
To my demise
Be shot down by your lies
It's not a hard thing to see
Look at this terrible mess that you have made
Lining your uniform with folds, a tongue and silver shade
As your mask slowly becomes a hollow, simple face, well
I prayed for humbleness and parted from the mass disgrace
Tried to convince me that you're more then just a pretty face
School girls just faking it to make it to a better place
On the golden villas, laid out on the sands
In a small world, they all claim to understand