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 f** 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 sh**, Will be knocked on the floor, So don't you place your bets just yet All you treasure sleepers feed on sh**, 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