New sensation
This time next yearAgain to the same old swan songs
I just keep hearing
and you strike every
Nerve with your pretensions
Always the butt of the
joke when no one's laughing
You wanted the role,
Now your playing the part
they're dying to be just like you
Sing us a song where
We can't sing along and you're the new sensation
I'm better off with my two left feet,
You're no god damned messiah
With the answers to everything
I know that hell is other people,
I know I'll lose my mind,
I need some inspiration
I've grown sick - slick bullshit
Eat your heart out,
This song's about you
You wanted the role,
Now your playing the part
they're dying to be just like you
Sing us a song where we can't sing
along and you're the new sensation
Who needs a spine anyway?
Without a backbone It's just aesthetics
I cant take the noise anymore
so pry up the floorboards
and raise the dead
It's time to raise the dead.
You wanted the role,
Now your playing the part
they're dying to be just like you
Sing us a song where we can't sing
along and you're the new sensation
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