I guess it's with you. Hate me, blame me, fits you
Acting is what you do. Fake me, tame me, didn't you
Yeah I guess I'm new. The day is fine, thank you
What the hell is with you. Print me brawling with you
His overture starts intently
When he transfers, his mind worsens
Always prepared insufficiently
He's climbing up only to descend
What is it, living in a dream? Well
Tell me how bad can it be? Well
My dreams torment from within. Pretty well
Knowledge is so thin
I guess it's with you. Hate me, blame me, fits you
Acting is what you do. Fake me, tame me, didn't you
Yeah I guess I'm new. The day is fine, thank you
What the hell is with you. Print me brawling with you
Undergoing imperfection
All from showing recollection
Hiding from his own reflection
When they finish his f*cking erection
What is it, living in a dream? Well
Tell me how bad can it be? Well
My dreams torment from within. Pretty well
Knowledge is so thin
I guess it's with you. Hate me, blame me, fits you
Acting is what you do. Fake me, tame me, didn't you
Yeah I guess I'm new. The day is fine, thank you
What the hell is with you. Print me brawling with you