Hopewell - Trumpet For A Lung lyrics

You hate what you become Because you become what you hate You got a trumpet for a lung And gold pianos for teeth You thought you were the one Til they nailed you to a stick When they handed you a crown You feigned surprised That it fit It's all about face It's all about faith It's all about face (Hey hey) It's all about face It's all about faith It's all about face It's all about face